Luyện nghe bài hát Hush

Uh-huh, whatchu Uh-huh, we was done?
Uh-huh, whatchu thought? yeah yeah
thought? uh, uh, uh
Yo, yo, back again, what's Back again
that? Word come on

A north face and hat don't make you a thug
A army suit, a pair of don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat don't you a thug
A real thug is a thug hush

A north face and skully hat don't you a thug
A suit, a pair of timbs don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat make you a thug
A real thug is a thug hush

Yo, yo, yo, it, check it
Let us begin', KRS, again, KRS one did it again
KRS bigger them, look at them they bit it again
I think my gun just gonna start clickin'

Click clack, I always spit
Anybody my name I go get that
In fact we 'em out, to a deserted route
The teacher returns, you learn, the word is out

No doubt highly respected, page records
Off the hook, yet still
Are you teachin' yourself, teachin'
I'm like history itself

minded, you've been blinded again
Lookin' for my you can't find it again
You can find these others that may like Kris
But when it to the hands they don't get down like Kris

They never ran up in the with a hundred thugs
Never had the respect of crips and
Never knew B.O., they never big pun
They battled MC's, they never bust they gun

They don't that, all they know is that show dat
That's digital audio tape if you don't that
Now go back and get my correct
'Fore I that platinum from 'round your neck

A doo rag a chain don't make you a thug
A fat with chrome don't make you a thug
That guy talk don't make you a thug
A real is a thug that's hush

A doo rag a platinum chain don't make you a
A fat with chrome don't make you a thug
That tough guy don't make you a thug
A real thug is a thug hush

Word, yeah, uh-huh, yo
Yo, yo, yo hit 'em
What the world to me? H I P H O P
And S I M, O N E and G O D, I low key

I go down to Hell, and up Satan
Then return to Heaven, where Larock is waitin'
Resurrection, just like my complexion
When I speak, I don't need protection from the

I walk streets and I'm quick to hit first
Throw on any beat I'll be quick to spit
And rip town, I take one around
And all you is, "Get down, get down, get down"

Knowledge supreme, I stay on blast
That's why these rappers me to go on last
That's the truth, the fact, that's the deal
Forget sex appeal, my is real

And my rep is real, KRS
Woo-woop-woop, that's the of EMS
The rag on head, it best stay white
'Cause I can that red in a mintue aight

Now go back and get my name
I snatch them diamonds from 'round your neck
Once again, get my name
'Fore I snatch that platinum from 'round neck

A north face and skully hat don't you a thug
A army suit, a pair of timbs don't make you a
An ill mug and a gat make you a thug
A real is a thug that's hush

A doo rag a platinum don't make you a thug
A fat ride chrome don't make you a thug
That tough guy talk don't make you a
A real is a thug that's hush

Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo
To all my heads who see an improvement
In culture, join this movement
We need more glocks my man Freddie Fox
The knowledge I spit to the click it don't

That Godcore, ready to start war
Rock more more top your pop tour
I'm sure I'll drop the to zero
When the teacher return, I chase Deniro

Like where yo? Where yo? they livin' in yo
a jungle sometime, but I got my spear yo
The album's 'Sneak attack', that's what it is
spittin' facts to kids

A army suit, a pair of timbs don't make you a
tough guy talk don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat don't you a thug
A real thug is a that's hush

A doo rag a platinum don't make you a thug
A north face and skully hat don't you a thug
A fat ride with chrome make you a thug
A real thug is a thug that's