Luyện nghe bài hát Best Run

Gangsta shit, show you how the gangsters do it
Word to mother, Kurupt Gotti
me for a second while I blow, on this bomb
{*inhaling and
Beans, Beanie Sigel,
Daz Dillinger, Dat Nigga Daz,

I gotta little bit of somethin that never understand
With that deuce, double up, hammer in hand
Got so many advances, different chances
lead to circumstances, enhancements
Calibers, mind gallagher, shells
Hit niggaz like hit nails
I'm 6000, I remember that hoe
don't you owe me 6000? I'm countin(?) to ten

I slide through on ol' outlandish shit
And roll up anybody on some skanless
Many try to be I, wanna the gang
Screamin our name, the Dogg Pound gang
call me Young Rosco, young and ho-stile
If it ain't on D's, then I can't even yo
I'm so caught up in the I need to lie low
And I'm runnin out of sheets, to that I blow

Best run, guns, spittin dum dum
slugs at the thugs, y'all don't want none
we come, best run, spittin dum dum
slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want
Here we come, run, spittin dum dum
at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want none
Here we come, best run, dum dum
slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want

[Beanie
The Gooch is back, the up man with deuce gat
(Blow up fam) You fold up fan, you're cat
Niggaz gettin swoll up, plans for tracks
When I up fam (yeah nigga) produce scraps (kick in)
You know I'm all about the dollars
Follow your and blaze niggaz with +techs+ like 'Sheed Wallace
They say the streets talk and I ain't hearin a
to the ground got my ear to the curb
Roll niggaz disappear in them burbs
Pop up with them birds, in darkness prepare you for worst
(Listen) - in words stop talkin
I slim up legs, curl up your hands, nigga you stop walkin
when the stain leave shit stains off in
Pampers, get your shit bag changed often
You niggaz soft and the fifth chains off often
Get block chalked when the glock start barkin

Who get 'em up? Nigga let's get 'em up
Why the they act like you know, and so we did 'em up
When the uz' I serve crews, act like you know
Rude bwoy tryin to in these shoes
I ain't impressed off dues with bullshit, I pull quick
And y'all dumb hoes suck - she just a bitch
I hit the switch and out, and wheel out, throw up a (?)
I get shit, get get done it, and so I get out
The smallest of my so I floss off bones
Pay the cost of the death, watch you die you step
Seven to ten niggaz drop when they
Don't sweat the or get chin-checked

Pimpin never a fuck, Sigel Daz and Kurupt
Rosco, (??) you can't my shit, it causes fiascoes
My is designed, drinkin tobasco
I'm dippin, rollin, that's the way the (?)
D.P.G.'s bowl, R.O.C.
controllin, foldin, like envelopes
Rollin on hundred spokes, smokin on a pound of

Dogg Pound Gangstaville, the gangsters at
Sigel came to through and smoke us out
So what's wrong with that? Nigga, ha?
Daz Dillinger, yo, the
Shootin niggaz cause it's nuttin
The first nigga to off, nigga boulder boy
Yo, Young Gotti, ha?
You know nigga, that one nigga, set it off on ya
Pleezbelieveit ya
I bitches when I see a bitch and youse a bitch
And bitches get treated bitches..

Roc-A-Fella, Pound nigga!