Luyện nghe bài hát Bust No Moves

[Verse 1: Mike]
morning riser reefer chiefer
You paid the most but me, I get it
Strong rapper reefer, wrap it in a big
I get so high I my eyes and swore that I saw Jesus
I take another toke and God damn I comatose
I double cup and that's what's up and I'm leaning fool
I'm talking any given Sunday, Willie ho
My bitch say that I get too it might kill my brain
I tell her that she talk too much and she should some brain
We used to fuck a lot but now you just and complain
What a shame, hit the door and hit the block
Avoid the walking dead, the still hunt and rob
My days of wasting time, dimes is way behind
I'm still be a mover with a Mason's mind
I will get a mil, ain't nobody taking
You suckers, see you saps at the finish line
You know I grind

SL Jones]
I stay than Messiah, I ain't never grinding
You see them runners coming, but we body body
We bout LPP we diggin' other people's pockets
Keep it cool, Run the Jewels, ain't no other way it
I want the rings and the chains, Run the
I want the watches and the bracelets, Run the
We at the eating everybody food
of the chains, snatchers better not bust a move

[Verse 2:
I'm a dummy I'm running with than fucking scissors
I'm the Cadillac, of you, back off me you bitches
You the of "Fuck, I just suck at this rap shit"
I'm the Cadillac of "Suck it, I'm disastrous"
We the and Thom of the plant a bomb game
The lead em all to the mall and set 'em off
You wanna like Hussein
Eat a mile of my shit put your lips to my true brain
And get the tag #fartnoise
I to give a half-fuck, now I just laugh
I barely blink when it gets bad, I'm crass
I pull the ducts out my eyes, I cry, I just can't
Killer brought the fire pack
Light it off the sinners of the city where the at
The fuck boy eraser
Carve initials in the wet cement right where you at

SL Jones]
[Verse 3: Mike]
Who wanna run a summer with the jewel
Got your girlfriend hotter two summers
Everybody til they see them two's on em
Then they do a two in they True Religions
"Lord please don't shoot!", get too religious
Truth is we go vicious on these stool
Pistol pointed at missus like I killed these bitches
We Run the Jewels and we talking pimpin', pay attention

4: El-P]
Run the we a bit odd
We bad news, you barely get a fat chance to slim
You barely get a short plank for long walks, like a sawn-off
No when I taught, nah
And I'm spitting
We always the time to smell the rose when it wither
I'd say better tomorrow
But the horror of your life is me and Mike are just