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 start the

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

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

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

Easy
Shorty up hit the mattress
you role playin' just like a actress
My tactics leavin' niggas stuck doin' back

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

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

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

Heard some four sound my '86 style now
Ten years later hold a firm ground
P thugly
Enter the wit something
For anyone who wanna gun, what up G?

I'll clap you stop in your tracks, how about
Now analyze these wit live nigga rap
You seen strapped, came outside all wit gats
Got up, now Bishop think he thuggin' it black pimp

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

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

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

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