Luyện nghe bài hát Doncha Runaway

Now don't you run away from my
You dodge 17 muthafuckin' shots
Could somebody pass me a and a trigger
Walk the party pistol whip a nigga, shit

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

Nappy head ass muthafuckas wearin'
back like a muthafucka slangin' sex
Ready to peel a nigga cap if got the nap
So if funkin' with the FAC
Better to stay

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

runaway
From my
no place to hide
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 with lay back shit
The trigga happy nigga, I
Niggas won't wanna to me
If they know I'll be bustin'

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

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

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

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

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

Comin' the Lench Mobb swingin' on the vine
out peace 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 nigga a bloody body
Don't I'm bad, no box and no karate
a big fat Gat for them suckas
I ain't scared to you

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

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

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

runaway
From my
no place 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
one whippin' on that ass
Ant in the muthafuckin' house

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

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

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