Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Yeah, number one MC in the world, a.k.a. Dr.
out of solitary, I got the block locked down
Transfer me to in the Pelican Bay
You wanna step in my cell, I eat your ass for real
Even veterans go out with pants and lipstick

Most rappers flex up, they vexed up, they actin'
Attendin' Catholic at mom's house, they soft as lard
They roll in packs, carryin' yo-yo's and and jacks
That kid you peeped it, his wearin' Victoria's Secret

mugs get crushed up, your bra's showin', pickin' dust up
You light your up, I'm just the man to skin yo' knees up
Walk you, tuck your stomach in, I redesign you
emergency, your girl is cryin', they can't find you

I move with bowling ball bags, you try to ask for
You got your panties on wigs on, y'all playin' tag
Walkin' in tough kid, your girdle's showin', watch your
get touched, watch your skid marks like Starsky and Hutch

Y'all erections, while rappers run to different sections
I ride in limos your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin
Droppin' this make, tough MC's, put on Avon
Eject your wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in rigs

I'm the man of the
Watchin' girls takin' a
I run rap, tell MC's to watch back

I'm the man of the
Watchin' girls a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to watch back

I'm the man of the
Watchin' girls takin' a
I run rap, tell MC's to their back

I'm the man of the
Watchin' girls a shower
I run rap, tell to watch their back

with panty-liners, rent cars, with no recliners
I get ill, serve the best MC's with
While crowds chill, take your haltertops, down to Big
Right on mic stand, your flower shorts, you've been hurt

Male with a dildo, your ass is low, policemen
Three million rappers on labels, sportin' skirts men
I teach men, my pants down, piss on each men

Frustrate the rectums on the night flight, I on East
And look at contracts, while Vaseline, smears your buttcrack
I tracks, while you ate rhymes smokin' crack
Skinny kid two pounds, with legs, bustin' two rounds

That man is slinky, off and rappers host his Twinkie
Underarm smell, the mics warm, y'all shirts is stinky
Panties look great on you with wedding rings your pinkie

Now stop BS then cut your down, you'd be like Vester
Facin' your whole crew, with cardinals on like Uncle
Lo-lo-lo-Lopez, moms call me Frankie Sanchez
On with penis out, pine tar like Tony Perez
Big battin' average, your girlfriend out, tossin' salad
I run rap, tell MC's to their back

I'm the man of the
Watchin' girls takin' a
I run rap, tell MC's to watch their

Rappers get maxi-pads and O.B., their time of the
No time for phone calls from tough guys, y'all them blunts
Some serious marks, cock-diesel MC's end up pregnant
Nine months in time stuck, you rhyme, grabbin' jock

Sportin' white dress, with Timberlands, you try to impress
Petrol with bulletproof vest, your man is incest
Knock up your celldon, your big group, roll with Alvin

Drag queen on Street, program, all your SP-12 beats
Y'all roll up dust, PCP, I come with big heat
Y'all run y'all knowledge down, your Rolex down to Big Pete

Lipstick is smeared on, your Pele shirt, get your on
Hard rappers with stockings and tunafish, smell Starkist
I call him Miss, rappers tampons, I it for Christmas

I call you make you sniff balls, back to Atlanta
Change all your grammar and have you call home, to grandma
I run rap, MC's to watch their back

I'm the man of the
Watchin' takin' a shower
I run rap, tell MC's to their back

right, when you see in the mess hall
All new jacks, even if old, give me that respect
You might get neglected
That's right, send me all the
Battlin' me necessary