Luyện nghe bài hát Ahhh

Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo
Aiyyo I Run with the chrome spinnin'
the Knicks in the back of the 6
Pulled up on the like, "Who's winnin'?"

Nigga said, "Me eighty-three, get it right"
Politely flashed his Roley, then to the light
Next seen him on stage with some platinum shells
baguettes on the side that spelled, "Raising Hell"

I said, "Run the yell like you paid 'em well"
Then he to ask Bertha Dell, who the hell?
Oh well, I thought I was done bein'
Until my man me up and told me listen to Flex

I ain't what to do, it was like Run was sunnin' everybody
But then again the was true
MC's want him gone, hoppin' on chrome
Sayin' they the kings, please, you kept the seat

Ain't nobody better than this year veteran
Even as a Reverend, hotter than you ever
It really matter who the hell you are
The fakest of all cats or the biggest of

Tryin' to doubt these three, you the law
They the kings, y'all in awe, that's real paw

Like ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin'
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the

Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, the Dat'
is hot, don't need no gun to cock
I'm sick of Vidal, your brother tried to get me to
I'm kickin' it raw, even in the of it all

Run laps around wack cats, I hate
Since way back, great tracks, I lace raps
Yo face that, before you aluminum bats
From numerous cats Run-D.M.C. on they hats

You ain't gettin' no 'til your album out
The don't wanna spend money yo what's that about?
No clout, had to for a fake amount
my catalog bigger than your bank account

No doubt, I'm the greatest all time fo'
Rev. Run through and leavin' niggaz in awe

Like ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends

Ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin'
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the

Yo Run remember that at the light in the back of the 6?
Yeah, I was mad the lost, I got a new whip
Yeah, I see, the Bentley Arnage, with the doors
is that, for more horse?

Nah son, for more
I see been peepin me for quite some time
Yo my bad
Ain't a thing, I noticed you rhyme

Yo what a nigga gotta do to be more you?
A like me ain't got a clue
First things first I DJ, Run all the
Actors, want status

But they can't have
Since "Krush Groove" you makin' them papes
A lot of rap movies made since but most of them fake
Thanks for the compliment kid, now BACK in your car
It's the Reverand leavin in awe, that's real paw

Like ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man droppin' gems
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout the ends

Ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin'
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout the ends

Ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin'
Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends

Ahhh, Dunn did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man droppin' gems
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the