Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Rudy?

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Ay-yo, who shot Rudy in broad daylight, for
I up this morning and hear the newsflash
They said it down at City Hall
He had his wife with'im, 5 shots from the crowd him fall

It was and pandemonium, blood covered up the podium
Covered his face, and show me him
I had to see if it was
Secret was mad nervous, so was the boys in blue

Scatterin', like rats and ants, with the on
Man hunt the suspect all long
Interrupted episodes, every channel
Barricaded the city and blocked every

Jakes in gear, blacks smilin' it is
Reporters out in the street, "It ain't Rudy"
He ain't off, somebody blew his head off and skated out
Commissioner, live on channel 5, when they his death

Wifey was stressed, she was there
She stated, it was like a
One time, was the streets,
Had the whole force on the beat, flyin' in cars and on

The D's through stompin'
Ghetto had the projects lookin' like Compton
With marksmen, with dirty thirties out the
I'm in my room smokin' boom, Nintendo, high off the indo
Who shot

From courthouse to your
house to poor house
QB to Shaolin, Brooklyn Long
BX to Makin', YO and New Ro
The final, yo, who shot Rudy?

courthouse to your house
Rich house to house
QB to Shaolin, Brooklyn Long
BX to Makin', YO and New Ro
The news final, yo, who Rudy?

speculated it was mob related
Every guy with mafia ties, interrogated for lies
Every king and yeta, had the
Snatchin' they for ballistics and expert statistics

Were drawn out, unit was all worn out
his body and everybody else
Whoever gave threats, made bets or
donators from the campaign stages

Cab drivers and frank vendors who
roughed up like Abner, gettin' broom molested
Sharp lawyer suit-breasted, reporters
Was daughters and other mourners

Pushin' away, blockin' the sights
Had the riot at Washington Heights
Airport, stoppin' flights, niggaz was tight
'Cause they sell a dime all night, but that was alright

The died and nobody cried
They was real, some Jews celebratin' when the pharaoh got killed
Glasses of Henny spilled and we got twisted
Smokin' blunts on the corner, like we to 'cause we lived it

Knowin' he was gone for [unverified], it got me thinkin'
Ay-yo, the fuck Dinkens and Harlem World?
to Brownsville, did Sharpton and Farrakhan make the shit real?
Was it Khalel? You know he keep mad
Did the Bloods or the Crips smoke on the hill?

From courthouse to house
Rich house to house
QB to Shaolin, Brooklyn Long
BX to Makin', YO and New Ro
The final, yo, who shot Rudy?

From courthouse to your
Rich house to house
QB to Shaolin, Long Island
BX to Makin', YO and New Ro
The news final, yo, who shot