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 don't wanna in my cell, I eat your ass for real
Even veterans go out tight pants and lipstick

Most rappers flex up, they vexed up, actin' hard
Catholic school 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 boys wearin' Victoria's

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

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

Y'all erections, while rappers run to different sections
I ride in limos your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin
Droppin' this A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on
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 watch their

I'm the man of the
Watchin' takin' a shower
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 watch back

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

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

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

the rectums on the night flight, I cruise on East
And look at your contracts, while Vaseline, smears your
I counteract tracks, while you ate rhymes smokin'
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
look great on you with wedding rings around your pinkie

Now stop BS then cut weight down, you'd be like Vester
Facin' your crew, with cardinals on like Uncle Fester
Lo-lo-lo-Lopez, your moms call me Frankie
On deck with out, pine tar like Tony Perez
Big battin' average, send your girlfriend out, salad
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 watch back

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

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

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

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

I call you Anna make you sniff balls, to Atlanta
Change all your grammar and you call home, bleedin' to grandma
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

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