Luyện nghe bài hát Make This Run

[Chorus x2 - + (Kelis)
If you love my
I'm saying but, if you only love my
We can make this run, for my
And if you die, hope fly high
(Don't worry baby, I'll make this for you)

[Verse 1 - Da 5'9"]
me an offer I can't refuse, pistol is wild
Pretty face, no mask, fit for the job
Bitch wit a heart, ready to thump, money is
Wit my lap on the strokin' a cat, runnin' a scheme

My niggaz get off the reefer, and quick to heat ya
If ya feel ya cold-blooded, I got to heat ya
It's a hollow tip, dum, dum, follow clip and numb some
If you don't know the language, then don't the gun dun

[La Femme
Eyes like black chips of glass, wit an unholy light
Ya of survival, like a roll of these dice
Execution style, ski-mask, no
Throw the ace, in the hidden safe, up the towel

Da 5'9"] + (La Femme Nakita)
We definitely blow, stick wit me, ya limitations
Speak when up, stay away from the rest of these hoes
niggaz wit cheap guns, and triggers that work
You ready to (No doubt) these niggaz is jerks

If ya share my, cli-ker, carry street sweepers

And hit ya more times the worthless bitch, on ya beeper
So if ya hit me, God'll get me and give me breath again, bitch, get it

is that bitch, and she won't come lesser than
x2] w/ (Pharrel ad-libs)

Niggaz wanna see me lying hurt, wanna stain my Hawaiian
[Verse 2 -
I put it out, they supplying dirt
Two German Black bitches, begging to try and flirt
Rude and twins, and all rock is iron skirts

[La Femme
My got mo's of alley cats, armed wit steel bats
And mo's is stacks, double back, and tally that
shit go down, don't expect me to run
Never forget dun, two guns, is better one

Da 5'9"]
Through what I'm standing in of you holding, niggaz know
This is golden, low and behold, blowing holes
Trench coats in Detroit summers, you mean nigga

Wit guns, you gon' run nigga, run

And fly nigga, sky nigga, age is my gun
If I fuckin' her, I might die wit her
If you shoot me and my wings out, then that's a fly stitcher
If I die nigga, my back so my wings can come out
Da 5'9"]

I it ol' school, got the 5-9 in the box
Stay on ya toes, I got diamonds to watch, frukit
Dog, let me catch a eyeing my watch
What I'm firing's hot, just aim, and on the dot

x2]

[Verse 3 -
Fifty karat link-link, mad 'cause ya lead
Me and my bitch is frozen, regardless to her mink
Freeze ya eyeballs, you don't a part of that
Cardiovascular, VVS attack

you blast for me, put up the cash for me
[La Femme
Out in the world dodging bullets, a casualty
I flip and shit, through bitches appen-dix
For ten bricks shit, furs, and ten whips

I spent at Dolce, on shirts, shades, and leather pants
For my fifty grand, I'm laughing at that advance
Million dollar deals, Lord I'm scared my life's

Cupid's cousin, money keeping shooting, wit nice
no sane, this drug game, flourished, niggaz transform
[La Nakita]
And hide into courage, but they blows be
Let's see who get the furbus, bag annoys ass
Extra, you surplus
[Royce Da 5'9"] + (Royce + + La Femme Nakita)

Huh, I dirt, anyone under one-thirty, ya slapped
Ain't even gun worthy, yo niggaz
I'm the king of this shit, thuggin, let's get moneys
And make dearly beloved (I love my niggaz)
x6]