Luyện nghe bài hát Best Run

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

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

I through on some ol' outlandish shit
And roll up anybody on some shit
try to be I, wanna bang the gang
Screamin our name, the Dogg Pound Gangsta
They call me Rosco, young and ho-stile
If it ain't on D's, then I even ride yo
I'm so up in the streets I need to lie low
And I'm out of sheets, to weed 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, niggaz don't want none
Here we come, best run, dum dum
slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want
Here we come, best run, dum dum
slugs at you thugs, y'all niggaz don't want

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

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

Pimpin gave a fuck, Sigel Daz and Kurupt
Rosco, (??) you can't bite my shit, it causes
My rhymes is designed, drinkin
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, on a pound of smoke

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

Roc-A-Fella, Dogg nigga!