Luyện nghe bài hát Doncha Runaway

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

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

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

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

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

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

I straps niggas take 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 that you never
But what you've heard
I niggas like Herb
Put ass smooth on ice

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

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

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

like the Lench Mobb swingin' on the vine
Bailin' out to my muthafuckin' Nine
Pullin' my cap ready to serve they ass
Givin' a fuck about what the next 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 them
I ain't to you muthafuckas

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

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

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

Doncha
my Nine
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 fuck wit this G
Would you wanna to me
Fault, hoe, ha, ha
Spiggedy one on that ass
Ant Banks in the muthafuckin'

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

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

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