Luyện nghe bài hát Doncha Runaway

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

I'm up at 'em with the 9's the Glocks and Macs
And they'll never breathe like Toni Braxton
'Cause I don't see nothing wrong with a little brotha
So say, up? To the 187 FAC

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

'Cause we'll be comin' up at back with the black Gat
Nigga and you be feelin' fucked up
When your dropped, it's simple
You can't run away my Glock

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

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

Spiggedy one kickin' dat ass some lay back shit
The trigga happy nigga, I
won't wanna step to me
If they know I'll be caps

I roll straps niggas take
I don't be fuckin' around
When it comes to bustin' that
I'm too real, niggas me

When I kick this gangsta ass shit that you heard
But fuck what you've
I smokes niggas like
Put ass smooth on ice

So nigga don't be 2 to beg
For your life
'Cause Kelly I'ma make 'em stutter
'em drop, nigga
You can't run away my Glock

runaway
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

Comin' like the Mobb swingin' on the vine
Bailin' out peace to my Nine
Pullin' my cap back ready to they ass
a fuck about what the next nigga done up in the past

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

Shit, and nigga how it be
Rollin' my muthafuckin' strap on the side of me
So come at me with that shit
'Bout you gon me up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You what I'm sayin'
And nobody up short
So don't try to run away from my
dodge 17 muthafuckin' shots
187 G