Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Miles And Running

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six thousand six, trans
Might while the engine run
tell 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 them toasters will the burners will pop, brain on ya own

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

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

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

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 first album comin', feedin' growlin' stomachs

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

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

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 first comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

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