Luyện nghe bài hát Spy Hunter

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

like James Bond to this con named Don
Millions in his palms, sellin' bombs
Time 6 a.m., agent mayhem and men, no maybe ten
Came to me in the Benz in the Graham

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

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

Other chinks a wimp, but Teflon's his vest
If he think you 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 drive way, ran through the way
Saw his compadres, motherfucker, kay
Die hard, nigga yelled, "My God", caught an Uzi
Hit the tar, other to the car, "Ah"

Time to pay him back, to fade him
Got up tried to spray him, no aim, so I 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, Wessun to my

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

Big Dubez, Billy D, four-five, concealed
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 can't no, Sporty Thiev Gestapo
They sickened against flip whips to saw you and
Out the fender, yo, no no surrender
To the fullest, why my toys deflect bullets

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

Breathe essential, spy-hunter utensils
govermentals with four sets of dentals
I'm on a Cannonball Run like Reynolds
off at the choppers, backin' down coppers

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

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

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

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

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

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

Crooked navy seals flak-on, sniffin', getting they crack on
I managed to on enough oil to put Iraq on
Stapped the on for this spy-war
lab, helicopter roof, and a cy-borg