Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Miles And Running

And why do we ourself 'Niggaz 4 Life'?
'Cause if we die we still be some dead niggas
You don't really think gonna get away, do you?
We spotted them yet
But they're somewhere in the vicinity

A 100 miles and runnin', MC Ren, I the gun and
You want me to kill a and it's done in
I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct
Is one of the reasons, I don't give a fuck

are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot
And gettin' by the you-know-who
in a black and white the capacity is two

We're not alone, three more brothers, I mean street brothers
Now wearin' my dyes I'm not stupid, motherfuckers
They're out to our heads for what we said in the past
Point blank, can kizz my black azz

I didn't stutter when I said, 'Fuck Tha
'Cause it's hard for a to get peace
Now it's broken and can't be
'Cause police and black niggers don't mix

So now I'm creepin' through the
like a team, well, see, I might have slayed y'all
So for now the gun and hold it in the air
'Cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of

Into this news, four are on the run
F.B.I. sources us that the four are headed
100 to their home base, Compton
Lend me a ear, so I can tell you why

Runnin' my brothers, headed for the home base
With a steady pace on the that just we raced
The road ahead on and on
The shit is gettin' longer the mutherfuckin' marathon

Runnin' on but runnin' out
wired and if I get tired, I can still try out
Hitchhikin' if what it gotta do
But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta

Confused, yo but Dre's a with nuthin' to lose
One of the few who's been accused and
Of the of poisonin' young minds
But you don't know shit 'til you been in my

And Dre is from the C P T
Droppin' shit that's D O P E
So the P O L I C E
And any motherfucker disagrees

and runnin' hard, hauling ass
'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious
My was slick, my temper was too quick
Now the F.B.I.'s all my dick

Got us and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock
when the E jumped off the startin' block
A 100 miles from home and yo, it's a stretch
A little sprintin' that they won't catch

Yeah, back to Compton
Yo, it's either that or the Pen
'Cause niggas been runnin' beginning of time
a minute to tell you what's on my mutherfuckin' mind

Runnin' I just don't care
Compton's 50 but yo, I'ma get there
my back and on a straight rough
Just like Lewis, I'm ballin' the fuck out

city to city, I'm a menace as I pass by
Rippin' up just so you can remember
I'm a up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
Straight at yo' ass, a 100 miles and

This one out to the four brothers from Compton
You're almost but the F.B.I. has a little message for you
Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to
luck, brothers

Runnin' like a nigga, I to lose
Show me on the but I hate to be abused
I it was a setup, so now I'm gonna get up
if the F.B.I. wants me to shut up

But I've got 10,000 strong
They got everybody singin' my Tha Police' song
And while treat my group like dirt
Their whole fuckin' family is wearin' our

So I'ma run I can't run no more
'Cause time for MC Ren to settle the score
I got a to kick down doors
At my grave like a slave even if the Ren

Clouds are and brothers are hidin'
at the sunny, motherfucker's are ridin'
Started five and yo, one couldn't take it
So now there's 'cause the fifth couldn't make it

The number's even, now I'm
never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in
Her and the are right behind me
But they're so fuckin' stupid, they'll find me

One more mile to go the dark streets
Runnin' a motherfucker on my own two feet
But you know I stumble or lag last
I'm almost home, so I better ass

Tearin' up in sight
It's a crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight
Now that chase, the shit, is and
Four motherfuckers goin' crazy a 100 miles of runnin'

Stop, stop, stop,
Surprise,