Luyện nghe bài hát Race Against Time II

Yeah, yeah, uh huh
Race against time, ha two
You know, ha ha, uh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha ha
like the future

Guess back to personify money, power, and bitches
But when bitches been gettin' money, that's when shit get
I'm switches like six fo's, bouncin' and leanin'
The coast seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon

And the all stashed up
Roll up a diesel, keep it hashed up
Then 'Holla, at the whores, is hollerin' back
Let 'em know a few facts if your ridin', your back's slidin'

This is the 'Race Time' and I ain't got time to waste
To give chase, I put a hole in fitted
Put head to the barrel like DJ's a spin it
Backward, to blow off the backwood, I'm so

But really hood, when you ain't doin' your hood
No good, and bein' misunderstood
I would die if I could, Rule the
And I'ma 'Ri-da-da-da-da-in'

Race time, I can't stop
through the red light livin' my life
Even if I'm too hot
Still I can't stop

against time, I can't stop
Runnin' through the red livin' my life
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I can't stop

Bless the day that the God was two
Twenty-nine, seventy-six cocaine was heavily mixed
And all the niggaz had a for bad reputation
For pimpin' hoes, and shootin' fo', to the free basin

If this is time erasin', the devil is runnin' like
And got his guns out lookin' for to behead us
You can die in a matter of seconds, so I'ma slow it
Turn the hands of time with the .40 Cal

Claimin' your style is
So I'ma define the meanin' of 'Murder', it's
You outta your mind, the burner's designed for the up
No gas, and when I like acid

Smoke reefer, blow ether, spit
young Rule is in his prime like 'Clay Cassius'
Hated by the masses, but overwhelmed with love and
For when I die keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

against time, I can't stop
Runnin' through the red light livin' my
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I can't stop

Race against time, I can't
Runnin' through the red livin' my life
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

If Christ was criticized, then why not me
What the am I special? I struck a deal with the devil
Ha ha, if a kid a prophet, one seem like its logic
Me in church, or me in bed with bitches

I can chase like sergeant, like heroin
Outsiders just lookin' in, through a barrel that's pinned to the peep
They seein' all or nothin' like from Clisco
Hit 'em up and go

Jump the threshold I just got married
To bangin' pistol, drugs and shit
Fell in love a bitch that I call Crime
She reminded me that nobody can time
If you get of it nigga

So I looked her dead in her eyes and pulled the
Thinkin' that the and film would be somethin' different
But this the old criminal vibin'
I hidin', I'ma keep 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Race against time, I can't
Runnin' through the red light my life
Even if I'm too hot
I can't stop 'Ri-da-da-da-din'

Race against time, I can't
Runnin' through the red light my life
if I'm gettin' too hot
Still I can't 'Ri-da-da-da-din'