Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

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

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

Let's the warfare

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

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

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

Easy
Shorty straight up hit the
Have you role playin' like a actress
My tactics niggas stuck doin' back flips

I black out it to the gats
Fuck rap shit, let my niggas shine
my rhymes like a dime
Swollen wounds, head ass niggas

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

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

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

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

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

You almost got shot but aright though
I'ma catch ya ass
You fuckin' [unverified] for two cent
My Mobb runnin' shit you fuckin' Ave coward
The call for gray skies and gun showers

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

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