Luyện nghe bài hát Wanted

Just like a prisoner, because I'm with some black skin
A fugitive, running cause I won't give in
And its hard when black on black
Gotta another brother trying to scheme on my stack
For me to be a busta, oh no
Police is hunting a brother an animal
So I play my right, watch my back
Because the is scheming, trying to kick a rat pack
Straight up, a gangsta, ain't got for faking
Label me a pusher, presidents I'm making
A brother who's young, got the sprung
Police my tip, if they catch me I'm hung
But no, I don't as they creep. Take a peep out the scene
Cause they trying to stop the flow of my
So I stepping, and bailing hard because a brother is up on it
me if you can cause fool, Eiht is wanted

I up my kicks, because a brother's on the run
me down with a gun, because my lyrics weigh a ton
Now I'm cause you're sweating me big time
Hang me up by a rope for my murder
No shorts given, that's how I'm in the ninety-one
Slide my car in, and smoking my Mike gun
Pop off two lyrics so they can up
If it gets too deep Mike's got the up
Packin' tools, fools, I'm from Compton
So that should be your rule
comes the pick of the weak, so don't sneak
If you do, Eiht'll two to your cheek
So don't get if you a victim
Got a of gangsta rhymes so let me kick em
Geah, I can't be stopped, I'm up on it
And a like Eiht's still wanted

So now I faster, not because I want to, cause I got ta
Now your homies after me because I grabbed my mike and a-
sucker dead, lyrics straight to your head
Cannot bite, no. The psycho
Quick on the gank, so you might get
And I don't need a gat to jack your bank
Another kid just got crazy
Try to double the Eiht you'll be pushing up daisies
Or you can get the
the forty that's poured on the ground, so I clown
So mad, but your bad and you press your luck
But you still wanna nag, yeah you'll get
So who's got the funk?
And illegal if you bump it too loud in your trunk
So now you know that your top rap dealer
But you a punk ass New squealer
why I'm wanted

The odds against me. So now its time to
Seconds off the clock so I don't fake
I to keep on steppin', don't run outta breath
Cause if I slow down punk it might death
I confuse the mark, throw him off the
This ain't no picnic punk you hell
Better known as Rambro, not
Mike T starts the gat, Eiht's a grenade
And got the four-one-one?
Just can't do me your getting done
Eiht is the nigga them up
that's my cue so I start kicking but
And you don't to witness the Compton rage
Trapped just a rat in a snake cage
Boy you dis the crew, geah you it
Now I you down because your wanted