Luyện nghe bài hát Ccc Runnin The Game

(*talking*)
Rasaq on the yeah yeah
Uh, it's the boy Rasaq, Color Changin'
go mayn, uh, uh

I got them dudes feeling me
Cause my hand light up in the sky, the Statue of Liberty
A tattooed celebrity, but I the chopper
That go blacka, I push that your memory
of my enemies, wanna see
Me and my bro shot down, like a of Kennedy's
Ask who as real as me, the C.C.C.
You should see, how happy them be
When see the car, nicely dropped
With the paint job, look like a icy pop
Your jock, she like Rasaq
Thick hips, the tiny top
You could find me propped, in a grimy
Soon as the is popped, your mind is blocked
Your body start tripping, trying to the clot
start tripping, trying to find the watch
She wanna find my
But all she get is nut, right behind my
Mommy stop, Rasaq
she see the O's and commas, Pocahontus
Coming out those pajamas, you this mama
And I'm like a camera, on her
By the end of the night, I'ma be on her
Cause I she wanna
Niggas think running this man

Don't get me started, y'all know who the
Doing thang, but regardless baby
Changing Click, is the name
That's the game
Get it in your nigga, Color Change
Mmmmmm, the game
Get it in your brain nigga, Color
Mmmmmm, we the game

Let me give you a couple reasons, we running the
It's Koopa Chamillionaire, and mayn
How couldn't I spit a with a name, like that name
I spit and flammable, you can ignite that mayn
Tired of these industry cats, and to be raps
First they to be this, then pretend to be that
No you lying falsifying, can we see facts
Your raps would be phat, as as you pretend to be wack
That, be a little closer to the truth
I'ma puke if your group, get any to the booth
an oxygen booth, where it's suppose to be a roof
Cause the air in my braided hair, I'm opening the Coupe
Rasaq on the team now, him a winner
got any words for him, I'm finna
Slam face towards my rim, and spin the spinner
So you can tell your friends, you had spinning rims for
Ha-ha, who the is better for
A metaphor, or go getting cheddar for
A Coupe with the yellow doors, instead of the yella's
If hating on me is a hobby, go get a better
Boy, any nigga got tension
you to de-tenetion, and nigga to not mention
Did I mention, you don't my attention
Crush you like Bone Crusher, not I'm not flinching
Let's see the ambulance, do for you
Well if two brothers, rap is y'all two footer
Little naw lady, every thought's too gutter
Don't get it confused, by the name in the cartoon
Got paper, longer than arm
Just look how the boy flosses, hating boy tosses
His fist towards face, to your jaw
It's purple as Paul's chorus, Koopa can just it

This is for the South Dirty, swangas vogues
My Northside niggas, my Southside
I slide on the scene, with a full of golds
I on the block, like I'm fresh off parole
Not Destiny's Child, but call me Kelly
Bright red top, and them Perelli's is
And my is holding, the metal he toting
So fellas, please don't him
Dolla bills folding, wanna hold some
Homegirl better stop fronting, and show
For all my niggas,
Two step around the club, you throwed from dro
Oh, them don't trouble me though
Cause this year, I'm bout to double the do'
All the girls loving him thoed, they the flow
Open the do' they come in and go, oh they us so
Maybe cause tattoo's, maybe
Cause we braided up black dudes, maybe we rap too
And flash jewels, where shades the light coming at you
Ice so cold, I got the flu ah-choo
Why you think, they me Rasaq
I got Rasaq's on the chain, and Rasaq's on the
Coming down the block, niggas think it's the
Cause the turn red, and blue on the top
When niggas point the at you, it goes pop
Acres dead at you, we don't stop
Houston a hot town, we got it on lock
Before the c.d. drop, already on the block
And them girls, on the jock
And them rims on them shocks, niggas mouths drop
Looking shocked, my raps my hooks is hot
I'm thoed I spit, hooks or not
I took the block, around the and back
I took homegirl, the curb and back
Yeah nigga, the birds is
And I ain't talking bout herb or crack, I'm talking Hershey yaps
But I still, love them girls
Hair in a bun, rocked up in a swirl
Stay down with me, we bout to get girl
If you picture fit girl, I really miss girl
I her on the curb, with her lip curled
Her wouldn't shut her up, now she interrupt
Seat bout to her up, pick her up
The seats love her butt, she think I love her butt
I'm too gutter, for
I'm in a Coupe counting up, man

(*talking*)
Rasaq on the nigga, uh
Ghetto Sta-uh, Status niggas
Ok, y'all wanna play, down South