Luyện nghe bài hát We Had To Tear This Muthafucka Up

(*numerous men speaking*)

(Peace, quiet and good order will be maintained in our city to the of
our ability. Riots, melees and disturbances of the are against the
of all our people and therefore cannot be permitted)
(The jury found they were all not guilty, not guilty....)
(We've been told that all along Crenshaw Boulevard there's a series of
fires. A lot of looting is on. A disaster area obviously)
(The jury found they were all not guilty, not guilty...)
it rough
(A lot of activity continues here in this....) Make it
(We have fires throughout the city of Los Angeles)

1:

Not guilty the filthy devils tried ta me
When the news get to the then niggas will be
hotter cayenne pepper, cuss, bust
Kickin up is a must
I trust a cracker in a blue uniform
Stick a like a unicorn
Vaugn, wicked, Powell, foul
Cut his fuckin and I smile
Go to Simi and surely
knows the address of the jury
Pay a visit, "Who is it?" (Who is Ice Cube?)
"Can I talk to the grand wizard?" then
him eat the barrel, modern day feral
Now he's zipped up like tuscadero
Pretty soon catch Sergeant Coon
Shoot him in the face, run up in him broom
prick, devils ain't shit
Introduce his ass to the AK40
Two dazed layin in the cut
To get some respect we had to tear this up

it rough

2:

I gotta Mac10 for Wynd
Damn, his devil ass need to be shipped to Kansas
in a casket, crew cut
Now he ain't but food for the maggots
Lunch, punch, lyin
Niggas buyin
ya bore me
Taerin up shit with fire, shooters,
Now I got a computer
I told you all what happened and you it, read it
but all you could me was anti-Semitic
it-nope, said it-yep
Listen to my big boots as I step
had to break you off somethin, give Bush a push
But National Guard ain't hard
You had to get to stop me cos you know what?
We woulda teared this up

Huh, it rough!
Huh Muggs, it rough!

3:

It's on, gone with the wind and I know men can't dunk
Now I'm stealin
And it came from Betty Crocker, overweight and
Don't with the black-owned stores but hit the Foot Lockers
Steal, muthafuck Fire Bill
Oh the hell, throw the cocktail
I smoke, got the fuck out, Ice Cube lucked out
My nigga had his truck out, get stuck out
In front of that store with the and Adidas
Oh Jesus, I ???? got the heaters
Meet us so we can get the 9's and the
Got the Mossberg with the double eyed
Ready for Darryl and Beretta wouldn't say
Keep your eye on the barrel, a
Don't do the if you can't do the time
But I'm so that's a fucked up slogan
The Hogan's Heroes the gorilla by the Sizzler
Hittin up police
The super nigga that'll buck
We had to tear muthafucka up so what the fuck!?!

Huh, it rough!
Yo Muggs, make it
Huh, it rough

(*newsreader*)

(Not Guilty verdicts for Stacey Coon, Powell, Timothy Wynd and
Theodore Vaugsinio, the four officers accused of beating Rodney
King)