Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Rudy?

If you see a devil, him
Yeah, Screwball shit, yeah, yeah,
Keron yo, little for that snake ass
Slimy ass, ass, motherfucker out there
to this and suck on it bitch
Knaw'mean? shit, what, what, yeah
Check, check, check, it out, yo

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

It was chaos and pandemonium, blood up the podium
Covered his face, and wouldn't me him
I had to see if it was
Secret service was mad nervous, so was the in blue

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

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

Wifey was stressed, she was right
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, playin' Nintendo, high off the
Who Rudy?

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

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

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

Were out, gang unit was all worn out
Investigatin' his body and everybody
Whoever gave threats, bets or wages
Cash donators from the campaign

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

Pushin' away, blockin' the sights
Had the squad at Washington Heights
Airport, stoppin' flights, niggaz was tight
'Cause they couldn't a dime all night, but that was alright

The devil died and 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 used to we lived it

Knowin' he was for good [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 or the Crips smoke Rudy on the hill?

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

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