Luyện nghe bài hát Ahhh

Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo
Aiyyo I seen Run 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"
Politely flashed his Roley, dipped to the light
Next 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
my man called me up and told me listen to Flex

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

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

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

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

Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, swerve the
is hot, don't 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 around wack cats, I hate DAT's
way back, made great tracks, I lace raps
Yo face that, you catch aluminum bats
From numerous cats with Run-D.M.C. on they

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

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

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

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

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

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

But they can't this
Since "Krush Groove" you been them papes
A lot of rap been made since but most of them fake
Thanks for the kid, now jump BACK 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 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 the ends

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

Ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man droppin' gems
Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends