Luyện nghe bài hát We Had To Tear This Muthafucka Up

(*numerous men speaking*)

(Peace, quiet and good will be maintained in our city to the best of
our ability. Riots, and disturbances of the peace are against the
interests of all our people and cannot be permitted)
(The jury that 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 is going 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....) it rough
(We have sporadic fires the city of Los Angeles)

1:

Not guilty the filthy devils ta kill me
the news get to the hood then niggas will be
hotter than pepper, cuss, bust
Kickin up dust is a
I can't a cracker in a blue uniform
Stick a like a unicorn
Vaugn, wicked, Powell, foul
Cut his throat and I smile
Go to Valley and surely
somebody knows the address of the
Pay a visit, "Who is it?" (Who is Ice Cube?)
"Can I talk to the wizard?" then boom
Make him eat the barrel, day feral
Now he's zipped up like leather
Pretty soon we'll catch 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 we had to tear this muthafucka up

it rough

2:

I Mac10 for Officer Wynd
Damn, his devil ass to be shipped back to Kansas
in a casket, cut faggot
Now he ain't nothin but for the maggots
Lunch, punch, Hawaiin
Niggas buyin
ya bore me
up shit with fire, shooters, looters
Now I got a computer
I told you all what and you heard it, read it
but all you could call me was
it-nope, said it-yep
Listen to my big black as I step
Niggas had to you off somethin, give Bush a push
But your National Guard hard
You had to get Rodney to stop me cos you know
We woulda teared muthafucka up

Huh, it rough!
Huh Muggs, it rough!

3:

It's on, gone with the wind and I know white men can't
Now I'm stealin
And it from Betty Crocker, overweight and blacker
Don't fuck with the stores but hit the Foot Lockers
Steal, muthafuck Fire Marshall
Oh the hell, throw the cocktail
I smelt smoke, got the out, Ice Cube lucked out
My had his truck out, didn't 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 and like Beretta wouldn't say
Keep eye on the barrel, a sparrow
Don't do the if you can't do the time
But I'm rollin so that's a fucked up
The Hogan's Heroes spotted the gorilla by the
up police killer
The super duper that'll buck
We had to this muthafucka up so what the fuck!?!

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

(*newsreader*)

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