Luyện nghe bài hát Spy Hunter

Spy Detail, was a 498-DS
A top-secret had been stolen from the research lab
We had a job to do
We ran all suspects name I and came up with

Respond James Bond to this con named Don
in his palms, sellin' neutron bombs
Time 6 a.m., agent mayhem and eight men, no ten
to scoop me in the Benz in the Graham

Money involved? Say when, gave me a Range and thangs
But they claimed the changed to a plane, strange
But perfect, showed me circuits and how to it
Wounds, how to nurse it, weapons, how to it

Searched it, a serpent, read the blueprints
Dime be two chinks sportin' links and new minks
Drive a six dark tints and one of the chinks
Named Dinks and Dinks always drinks so he thinks invinc'

Other a wimp, but Teflon's his vest holds
If he you gonna roll, he'll put holes in your dress code
Time to load and hit the highway, do it my way
Spy way, do or die way, Schwarzenegger, lie way

So I pulled up on the way, ran through the side way
Saw his compadres, motherfucker, kay
Die hard, nigga yelled, "My God", caught an Uzi
Hit the tar, other to the car, "Ah"

to pay him back, time to fade him
Got up tried to him, no aim, so I grenade him
get the Don but the bombs was a factor
Found I was after, set the reactors
For two minutes, laughter and "Lieutenant you finished"
It was the Don with a Smitheth, to my chestun

For a second I thought I was dead, no said
Then I heard shots of lead and sped through his forehead
Brando with the ammo and with the Uz'
Move into rovers, motherfucker, we spy hunters

Big Dubez, D, four-five, concealed weapon
Runnin' bricks that niggaz ain't yet step on
Eludin' Cop-po, in the eight, char-coal
tailin' but I'm Indy 500 Monaco

Pigs stop no, Sporty Thiev Gestapo
They sickened against flip whips to saw you and
Out the fender, yo, no retreat no
To the fullest, that's why my toys deflect

On the cell "Who in charge? Get me the sarge"
Your squad car next, your fam reached my
Espio-nage, yo my fate on the
I blow 'em out the box, firin' missiles on
On the verge on smack-ups, callin' for back-up
Chunked in the trunk, 200 ki's to up

holdin's essential, spy-hunter utensils
Four govermentals with four of dentals
I'm on a Cannonball Run like Reynolds
Bustin' off at the choppers, backin' down

We in the Phillipines, on row, about to face guillotines
my crew lace marines, stick over and realer teams
so yo, say hello to my lil friend, you wanna
Okay, feel ten through steel, man

Yo we come together like leaders
Livin' in Argentina, camouflaged in Korea
in the bushes where can't see-us
spin astro 16 screw ons, Mission Impossible

Merge 'em to the with 2 glocks to my head
Enough to flip the script, got niggaz watchin' the Feds
Twenty ultra-red beams comin' my window
Tear-gas bleak up my glass the smoke the crib-bo

The coke moves are ditto, blue in Beirut
Sneakin' weedin' shook the D's in Peru
Like a crooked Batman with no but still Robin
Trails be mind-bogglin', leave the D's

my front man, I be the big man behind the man
man got knocked? Big man still be the trump man
Mix six crews and their glues, skully low smokin'
Runnin' up in blocks with icles

spray the trey-nickel, to hit you
If I miss you, bullets will ricochet and nip you
and like the Berlin wall
hang 'em off the terror spies let's make a

navy seals with flak-on, sniffin', getting they crack on
I to mack on enough oil to put Iraq on
Stapped the gats on for this
Coke lab, helicopter roof, and a