Luyện nghe bài hát I Run Rap

Yeah, one MC in the world, a.k.a. Dr. Dooom
Straight out of solitary, I got the locked down
Transfer me to in the Pelican Bay
You don't wanna step in my cell, I eat ass for real
Even go out with tight pants and lipstick

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

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

I with bowling ball bags, you try to ask for Zig-Zags
You got your panties on with on, y'all playin' tag
Walkin' in tough kid, your girdle's showin', watch doo-rag
G-strings get touched, watch your skid marks Starsky and Hutch

Y'all scope erections, while run to different sections
I ride in limos pull your thongs in, here to Wisconsin
Droppin' A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on Avon
Eject wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in truckers rigs

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

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

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

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

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

Male with a dildo, ass is low, call policemen
Three million rappers on labels, sportin' release men
I men, pull my pants down, piss on each men

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That's right, you see in the mess hall
All new jacks, even if old, give me that respect
YouknowhatI'msayin'? You might get
right, send me all the commisary
Battlin' me ain't