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 guns

start the warfare

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Heard some four pound my '86 style now
Ten later still hold a firm ground
Nigga P
the ring wit something
For who wanna play gun, what up G?

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

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

You almost got shot but that's aright
catch ya ass again
You fuckin' [unverified] for two cent
My runnin' shit you fuckin' Carlton Ave coward
The forecast call for skies and gun showers

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

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