Luyện nghe bài hát Doncha Runaway

Now don't you run from my Glock
You can't dodge 17 shots
Could somebody pass me a clip and a
Walk across the pistol whip a nigga, shit

I'm comin' up at 'em with the 9's the and Macs
And they'll never breathe again Toni Braxton
'Cause I don't see wrong with a little brotha Jack
So say, up? To the 187 FAC

Nappy ass muthafuckas wearin' plats
Kickin' back like a muthafucka sex
to peel a nigga cap if they got the nap
So if you're with the FAC
Better to strapped

'Cause we'll be comin' up at your back with the Gat
Nigga and you be kinda fucked up
When your homie dropped, simple
You can't run away from my

Doncha
From my
There's no place to
I'm get you by and by

runaway
From my
There's no place to
I'm get you by and by

Spiggedy one dat ass with some lay back shit
The happy nigga, I figure
Niggas won't step to me
If they know be bustin' caps

I roll straps niggas naps
'Cause I don't be fuckin'
it comes to bustin' that steel
I'm too real, feel me

When I kick this gangsta ass shit you never heard
But what you've heard
I smokes niggas Herb
Put ass smooth on ice

So don't be 2 proud to beg
For your muthafuckin'
'Cause Nine Kelly make 'em stutter
Make 'em drop,
You can't run away from my

Doncha
my Nine
There's no place to
I'm get you by and by

runaway
From my
There's no place to
I'm get you by and by

Comin' like the Lench Mobb swingin' on the
Bailin' out to my muthafuckin' Nine
Pullin' my cap back to serve they ass
Givin' a fuck about what the next nigga up in the past

Nigga, I like to let a have a bloody body
Don't think I'm bad, no box and no
Just a big fat Gat for suckas
I ain't to you muthafuckas

Shit, and that's how it be
Rollin' with my muthafuckin' strap on the of me
So don't at me with that shit
'Bout you gon me up

I cock your like the muthafuckin' [incomprehensible], nigga
So keep your hand on pistol grip
Bullets whistlin' and
Feel a fuckin' missle when they hit

And I advice you to stay on the
if you funkin' with my niggas
You gon put in some work,

Doncha
From my
no place to hide
I'm get you by and by

Doncha
From my
There's no to hide
I'm get you by and by

Yeah,
You you couldn't fuck wit this G
you wanna step to me
Fault, hoe, ha, ha
Spiggedy one whippin' on ass
Ant Banks in the muthafuckin'

My nigga,
My nigga knocked out muthafucka drunk and
This Jamar lay down the muthafuckin' studio
Drunk in tha

You what I'm sayin'
But you one thing
in this muthafucka's strapped

You know I'm sayin'
And nobody comin' up
So don't try to run away my Glock
Can't 17 muthafuckin' shots
187 G