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 for more guns

Let's the warfare

Yo, Ty Nitty, Air Force Ones call up my
Got more niggas on sesame buns
Caught a on the run
You want none, lump some

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

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

access
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 this rap shit, let my niggas
my rhymes like a dime
Swollen bullet wounds, ass niggas

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

My get on top ya, topple ya
Like a guy you fell down clown

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

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

Let's rap a taste, you get little head pinched off
Brooklyn touched you, then you for Queens to finish off
Fuck a Keith Murray and his whole clique
Yeah, you snuffed me in front of the cops, bullshit
Told you come the corner
No and no witnesses, little to your knowledge

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

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

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