Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Rudy?

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

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

It was chaos and pandemonium, 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 and ants, with the lights on
Man hunt the suspect all long
episodes, every channel show
Barricaded the city and blocked road

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

was stressed, she was right there
She stated, it was a nightmare
One time, was the streets,
Had the whole force on the beat, in cars and on feet

The D's came stompin'
birds had the projects lookin' like Compton
With marksmen, with dirty out the window
I'm in my room smokin' boom, playin' Nintendo, off the indo
Who Rudy?

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

From courthouse to 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 wise guy with mafia ties, interrogated for
Every king and yeta, had the
Snatchin' they gats for ballistics and expert

Were out, gang unit was all worn out
Investigatin' his body and else
Whoever gave threats, made bets or
Cash donators from the stages

Cab and frank vendors who protested
Were roughed up like Abner, broom molested
Sharp suit-breasted, double-breasted reporters
Was mobbin' and other mourners

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

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

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

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

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