Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

'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 just for more

Let's the warfare

Yo, Ty Nitty, Air Ones call up my duns
Got more niggas seeds on sesame
a body on the run
You want none, lump some

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll you stop in your tracks, how about that?
Now analyze these cats wit live rap
You seen strapped, came all hype wit gats
Got juiced up, now Bishop think he thuggin' it 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] Murray and his whole clique
Yeah, you snuffed me in front of the cops, that
Told you around the corner
No police and no witnesses, to your knowledge

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

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

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