Luyện nghe bài hát Doncha Runaway

Now you run away from my Glock
You dodge 17 muthafuckin' shots
Could somebody pass me a and a trigger
Walk across the pistol whip a nigga, shit

I'm comin' up at 'em with the 9's the Glocks and
And never breathe again like Toni Braxton
'Cause I see nothing wrong with a little brotha Jack
So say, up? To the 187 FAC

Nappy head ass wearin' plats
Kickin' back like a slangin' sex
Ready to a nigga cap if they got the nap
So if funkin' with the FAC
Better to strapped

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

runaway
From my
There's no to hide
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 trigga nigga, I figure
Niggas won't step to me
If know I'll be bustin' caps

I roll straps take naps
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 never
But fuck you've heard
I smokes niggas like
Put ass smooth on ice

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

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

runaway
From my
There's no 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 back to serve they ass
Givin' a fuck about what the next nigga done up in the

Nigga, I like to let a nigga have a bloody
Don't think I'm bad, no box and no
a big fat Gat for them suckas
I ain't 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 keep hand on your pistol grip
Bullets whistlin' and
Feel like a fuckin' missle when hit

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

runaway
From my
There's no 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 knew you couldn't fuck wit G
Would you 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 nigga Jamar lay the muthafuckin' studio
Drunk in tha

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

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