Luyện nghe bài hát Spy Hunter

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

Respond like James Bond to this con Don
Millions in his palms, sellin' neutron
6 a.m., agent mayhem and eight men, no maybe ten
Came to scoop me in the in the Graham

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big Dubez, Billy D, four-five, concealed
Runnin' through that niggaz ain't yet step on
Cop-po, in the eight, inhalin' char-coal
They but I'm Indy 500 Monaco

can't stop no, Sporty Thiev Gestapo
They sickened flip whips to saw you slick and
Out the fender, yo, no retreat no
To the fullest, why my toys deflect bullets

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

Breathe holdin's essential, utensils
Four govermentals with sets of dentals
I'm on a Run like Burt Reynolds
off at the choppers, backin' down coppers

We in the Phillipines, on death row, about to guillotines
my crew lace marines, over and make realer teams
so yo, say to my lil friend, you wanna play?
Okay, feel ten your steel, man

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

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

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

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'
up in cold blocks with icles

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

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