Luyện nghe bài hát Best Run

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

I gotta little bit of somethin that never understand
With that double deuce, double up, hammer in
Got so many advances, different chances
to different circumstances, enhancements
Calibers, mind gallagher, shells
Hit niggaz like hammers hit
I'm 6000, I remember that hoe
Bitch you owe me 6000? I'm countin(?) to ten

I slide through on some ol' shit
And up anybody on some skanless shit
Many try to be I, bang the gang
Screamin our name, the Dogg Gangsta gang
They me Young Rosco, young and ho-stile
If it on D's, then I can't even ride yo
I'm so caught up in the streets I to lie low
And I'm runnin out of sheets, to weed that I

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

[Beanie
The is back, the hold up man with deuce gat
(Blow up fam) You up fan, you're fruit cat
Niggaz gettin swoll up, for loose tracks
I roll up fam (yeah nigga) produce scraps (kick in)
You know I'm all about the dollars
Follow your trail and blaze niggaz with +techs+ 'Sheed Wallace
They say the streets talk and I hearin a word
Feet to the ground got my ear to the
Roll with disappear in them burbs
Pop up appear with them birds, in darkness prepare you for
(Listen) - in other words stop
I slim up your legs, curl up your hands, you stop walkin
when the stain leave shit stains off in
your Pampers, get your shit bag often
You niggaz soft and the fifth lift off often
Get your block chalked the glock start barkin

Who wanna get 'em up? Nigga 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 that bullshit, I quick
And y'all hoes suck dick - she just a bitch
I hit the and peel 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, you die when you step
Seven to ten drop when they step
sweat the technique or get chin-checked

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

Dogg Gangstaville, where the gangsters at
Sigel came to roll and smoke us out
So what's with that? Nigga, ha? Yeah
Daz Dillinger, yo, the
Shootin niggaz down cause it's
The first nigga to take off, nigga boy
Yo, Young Gotti, ha?
You that nigga, that one nigga, set it off on ya
ya bitch
I know bitches when I see a bitch and a bitch
And bitches get like bitches..

Roc-A-Fella, Pound nigga!