Luyện nghe bài hát Hush

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

A north face and skully hat don't 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 is a thug that's hush

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

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

Click clack, I always back
Anybody call my name I go get
In we draggin' 'em out, to a deserted route
The returns, you must learn, the word is out

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

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

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

They don't know that, all they know is show dat
That's digital audio tape if you know 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 ride with chrome don't make you a
tough guy talk don't make you a thug
A real thug is a thug that's

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

Word, yeah, uh-huh, yo
Yo, yo, yo hit 'em
What mean the 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 slap up
Then to Heaven, where Scott Larock is waitin'
Resurrection, like my brown complexion
I speak, I don't need protection from the heat

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

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

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

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

A north face and hat don't make you a thug
A army suit, a of timbs don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat 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 ride chrome don't make you a thug
That tough guy talk don't make you a
A real thug is a that's hush

Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo
To all my heads who wanna see an
In hip-hop culture, join movement
We more glocks than my man Freddie Fox
The knowledge I spit to the it don't stop

That hardcore Godcore, to start war
Rock shock more top your pop tour
I'm I'll drop the grade to zero
When the return, I don't chase Deniro

Like yo? Where yo? they livin' in fear 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 don't make you a thug
That tough guy don't make you a thug
An ill mug and a gat don't make you a
A real thug is a thug that's

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