Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Mile Runnin

By jay z /

Yeah is back and the beat is sick,
Jay z, freeway, 8 miles,
go...

1
8 and running, got my 7 album droppin,
And my 8 coming,
a thousand growling stomachs,
But I could rewind the ta back, back,
it was now or nothing,
People said I amount to nothing,
I had time for nothing,
Said I from the valers
Or the sellers by gunman,
I can see the folks now he got he had coming,
Now my 8th album's coming,
Everybody smiling something,
that they done something for em,
Got jay z and pom poms in whole uniforms,
Claiming they be running and telling like martin lawrence,
About how hot my rap performace was I was who I was,
Claimin that they it up before I threw it up, you what..
Where was you before I blew up,
I didn't see you in the when everyone was suein us,
I didn't see you in all when everybody was suitin up,
on the block, kickin it in and it was no you with us,

8 and running, got my 7 album droppin,
And my 8 coming,
a thousand growling stomachs, freaks...
6 miles and running got my fist poppin,
And my first album feedin 20 promises I made

(repeat)

2

6 miles and in the pontiak,
6 86 trans mic shift,
the engine run,
Anyone around
And me one more chance,
Let em smoke and em one more grams,
So I'm a them, homie, son and my pop,
Stick close to my momma, keep for drama,
Mix alot my son, my son growin and he learnin alot,
what I'm toastin, thats what I'm burin, so pop,
Right on own, rell 'em nigga, tell 'em nigga,
Its like a scripture,
Look back turn to salt the sinners
And most y'all and self-centered
me shaggin, me shack,
Set up your cause you tell us nigga,
Heat back, uh, like, you love for never
And cops watch step, 6 miles and running
in every trap, the rap ginger bread man,
Cherish every precious breath, stat pick a gat
Uh..

3

Back when nobody find me a talent,
Nobody sign me, nobody believed in me,
but mommy blindly, but how could she deny me,
Me being the youngest to come up out of her,
Tell me, she got love for me,
When niggas would worn me the shun me,
That's why I'm all the industries money,
Revenge is honey, we run this,
Young is the illest, is the future,
Beans and bleekers now,
We can see our 8 nigga...