Luyện nghe bài hát Make This Run

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

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

My get high off the reefer, and quick to heat ya
If ya ya cold-blooded, I got something to heat ya
It's called a 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
style, ski-mask, no smile
Throw the ace, in the hidden safe, up under the

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

If ya pops 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 me breath again, bitch, get it right

Revenge is that bitch, and she come lesser than
x2] w/ (Pharrel ad-libs)

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

[La Nakita]
My bitches got mo's of alley cats, armed wit steel
And mo's is stealing stacks, double back, and that
When shit go down, expect me to run
Never forget dun, two guns, is than one

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

Wit guns, you gon' run nigga, run

And fly nigga, sky nigga, age is my gun
If I keep fuckin' her, I die wit her
If you shoot me and my come 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 to watch, frukit niggaz
Dog, let me a nigga eyeing my watch
What I'm firing's hot, aim, and rely on the dot

x2]

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

Would you blast for me, put up the for me
[La Femme
Out in the world bullets, become a casualty
I flip and sends shit, through bitches
For ten shit, twenty-four 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 my life's changing

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

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