Luyện nghe bài hát Ahhh

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

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

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

I know what to do, it was like Run was sunnin' everybody
But again the shit was true
MC's must want him gone, on chrome
Sayin' they the kings, please, you kept the seat

Ain't nobody better than this year veteran
Even as a Reverend, than you ever been
It don't really 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, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin'
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout the ends

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

Run laps wack cats, I hate DAT's
Since way back, made great tracks, I raps
Yo face that, before you aluminum bats
From cats with Run-D.M.C. on they hats

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

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

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

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

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 Arnage, with the four doors
is that, for more horse?

Nah son, for tours
I see you've been peepin me for quite some
Yo my bad
Ain't a thing, nigga I you rhyme

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

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

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

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

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

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