Luyện nghe bài hát Amerikkka's Most Wanted

Ice with The Lench Mob I got it goin' on
A nigga that's livin' in the city of the zone
One time can't keep the law in
'Cause everybody's goin' for a quarter
You're in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm I'm scarin' ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell and and brag and sag
Or down for ya flag
'cause if you is or you ain't a gang
one in the chamber
'cause get them things put on ya son
Ice has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house are crooks
So I get jealous
They keep thinkin' did my grow?
the boys 'n' the hood have to beat down Ice Cube?
Hell no, static son, you'll see it's okay
I my 9 anyway
For the day one of my homies to squab
I'm still wit The Lench Mob

(AmeriKKKa's wanted)

in the day I dip my shirt in dirt
Sometimes I got clean, sometimes people got hurt
But if you know me, you that I'm liable
To bust a cap 'cause all about survival of the fittest
I'm a menace
I did so much dirt I need to be in the Guinness
From the shit I took people
I all your fat shit, jack
Back to the criminals
I leave crew after but they can't catch me yet
'cause I'm as slippery
They can't get wit me, cops shit to me
I can't dig a pig so I the dogs
And sweat em like sweat
And get mad, mad 'cause I'm the nigga flaunt it
AmeriKKKa's most

Hey yo, here's what the read:
'Ice is wanted dead'
That's all it
I put heads to bed and the scene wit all the green
shots and si-reens
When I feet first yo' rings, now they my rings
So give it up punk and then I
Put another in progress
the American way
'cause I'm the
Ice Cube, a clepto'
And tried to the early bird but they slept, so
Who the worm?
And if I'm caught in a
You know I'ma the wack
a payoff, cop gotta lay off
FBI on my dick, off!
I'm not a rebel or a renegade on a
I'm a nigga a 'S' on his chest
So get the 'cause I'm a rip tonight
'cause I'm scarin' ya, by America

(Hey yo Cube man, they on ass)

Word, but who the has heard?
It's to take a trip to the suburbs
Let em see a invasion
Point for the Caucasian
Cock the then crackle, smile
Take me to house, pal
Got to the house, my got fat, see
Crack the safe, got the and the jewelry
Three weeks later, I'm at the
Had a fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it be
(What up G?) Saw my on TV
Damn (oh shit!) I know I lucked out
out, I gotta get the fuck out
Pack my bags and tried to hit the dough
The ol' bitch down the street turned me in
'Cause the feds was out ten deep
I got hassled and in the back seat
I think when I was robbin' my own kind
The didn't pay it no mind
But when I start the white folks
Now I'm in the pen wit the
I said it before and I'll taught it
Every motherfucker with a color is wanted