Luyện nghe bài hát Who Shot Rudy?

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

Ay-yo, who Rudy in broad daylight, for cash?
I up this morning and hear 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, blood covered up the
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', rats and ants, with the lights on
Man the suspect all night long
episodes, every channel show
Barricaded the and blocked every road

in riot gear, blacks smilin' it is
Reporters cryin' out in the street, "It 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 like a
One time, was the streets,
Had the whole force on the beat, in cars and on feet

The D's through stompin'
Ghetto birds had the projects like Compton
With marksmen, dirty thirties out the window
I'm in my room smokin' boom, playin' Nintendo, high off the
Who Rudy?

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

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?

They it was mob related
Every wise guy mafia ties, interrogated for lies
king and yeta, had the linguistics
Snatchin' gats for ballistics and expert statistics

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

Cab and frank vendors who protested
Were up like Abner, gettin' broom molested
Sharp lawyer suit-breasted, reporters
Was mobbin' daughters and other

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

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

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

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

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