Luyện nghe bài hát Ahhh

Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo
Aiyyo I seen Run with the spinnin'
Watchin' the 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
night seen him on stage with some platinum shells
With baguettes on the that spelled, "Raising Hell"

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

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

Ain't nobody better than this twenty 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 three, you breakin' the law
They the kings, leavin' y'all in awe, that's paw

Like ahhh, Dunn 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'
Flow is hot, need no gun to cock
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 around cats, I hate DAT's
Since way back, made great tracks, I lace
Yo face that, you catch aluminum bats
From numerous with Run-D.M.C. on they hats

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

No doubt, I'm the all time 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 stackin' the

Ahhh, Dunn did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they droppin'
Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends

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

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

Yo what a nigga do to be more like you?
A nigga like me got a clue
First things first I DJ, Run all the
Actors, they want

But they can't have
Since "Krush Groove" you been makin' papes
A lot of rap movies been made since but of them fake
Thanks for the compliment kid, now jump in your car
the Reverand leavin niggaz 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

Ahhh, done did it again
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 they droppin'
Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends

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