Luyện nghe bài hát Doncha Runaway

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

I'm comin' up at 'em with the 9's the Glocks and
And they'll never breathe again like Toni
'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 a muthafucka slangin' sex
Ready to peel a cap if they got the nap
So if you're funkin' the FAC
Better to strapped

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

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

Doncha
my Nine
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
Niggas won't step to me
If they know be bustin' caps

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

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

So nigga be 2 proud to beg
For muthafuckin' life
'Cause Nine I'ma make 'em stutter
'em drop, nigga
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 ready to serve they ass
Givin' a about what the next nigga done up in the past

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah,
You you couldn't fuck wit this 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 and shit
This nigga lay down the muthafuckin' studio
in tha muthafucka

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

You know what I'm
And comin' up short
So try to run away from my Glock
Can't dodge 17 shots
187 G