Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Miles And Running

Yeah, is back
Em the B the
It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, go

8 and running, got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin'
But I can rewind the calendar back, when it was now or nothin'
People said I would to nothin' that I had talent for nothin'

Said I would succumb to violence or be by your gunmen
I could just the folks now, "He got what he had coming"
Now that my eighth comin' everybody's smilin'
Wantin' something, claimin' that they done for him

Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their uniform
Claimin' they been runnin' and tellin' everybody Martin Lawrence
'Bout how hot my rap performance was I was who I was
Claimin' they threw it up before I threw it up

You what? Where was you before I blew up?
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was us
I didn't see you in all black when was suitin' up
Back on the block, gettin' it in, there wasn't no you us

8 and runnin', got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist poppin'
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my strip poppin'
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six thousand six, trans
Might while the engine run
Anyone ya rider give me one more chance
Hear them screamin' one more gram so I'ma bring 'em one

Homie, son, and my pop, stick close to my
toasters for drama, mix a lot with my son
My son growin' and he a lot
That's when them toasters will the will pop, brain on ya own

Well, a nigga, 'em niggas that's like the biblical scripture
Look back, turn assault the sin is in
Most of ya heartless and self-centered
Me Shaq and me

Set up ya brother 'cuz you jealous nigga, the back
you never left, I ever rep, cops watch every step
Six miles and running dodgin' trap, the rap gingerbread man
Cheer us up, you precious breath, State P the second

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my strip poppin'
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

8 and runnin', got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my strip poppin'
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty stomachs

Back when nobody found he had talent, nobody would sign me
Nobody in me, nobody but mommy blindly
But how can she me? Me being the youngest runt
To up outta her tummy, she got nothin' but love for me

When niggas would want me, the shunned me
why I'm takin' all the industry's money, revenge is sweet honey
We run this, is the illest, Free is the future
Bean's and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles

8 and runnin', got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th album comin', a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my first comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty stomachs