Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

'Cause in the run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash just for more

'Cause in the run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash just for more

Let's start the

Yo, Ty Nitty, Air Force call up my duns
Got niggas seeds on sesame buns
a body on the run
You don't want none, some

Exort niggas for they lump sum no
Proceed that weed indeed
laced the track razor sharp, you bleed

My whole mission, like a take position
goin' in if my clique can't get in
That's to mines have you stressed like jail time
Get that loot up, no I bail mines

access
Shorty up hit the mattress
Have you role playin' just like a
My leavin' niggas stuck doin' back flips

I out take it to the gats
Fuck this rap shit, let my niggas
Rate my rhymes a dime
Swollen bullet wounds, head ass

Yo, who's the one to be made into
Nigga, you pop wit the wrong guys this time

My Mobb'll get on top ya, ya
Like a guy you fell down clown

Heard some pound sound my '86 style now
Ten years later still hold a ground
P thugly
Enter the ring wit
For anyone who wanna play gun, up G?

I'll clap you stop in your tracks, how that?
Now these cats wit live nigga rap
You seen strapped, came outside all hype wit
Got juiced up, now Bishop think he thuggin' it black

rap a taste, you get your little head pinched off
Brooklyn touched you, left you for Queens to finish off
Fuck a [unverified] Keith and his whole clique
Yeah, you snuffed me in of the cops, that bullshit
Told you come around the
No police and no witnesses, to your knowledge

You got shot but that's aright though
I'ma ya ass again
You fuckin' immigrant [unverified] for two
My Mobb shit you fuckin' Carlton Ave coward
The call for gray skies and gun showers

'Cause in the run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash just for guns

in the long run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash just for more