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 you'll fly
(Don't worry baby, I'll make this for you)

1 - Royce Da 5'9"]
Make me an offer I refuse, pistol is wild
face, no mask, undeniably fit for the job
Bitch wit a heart, ready to thump, is king
Wit my lap on the strokin' a cat, runnin' a scheme

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

[La Nakita]
Eyes like black chips of glass, little wit an unholy
Ya chances of survival, like a roll of dice
style, ski-mask, no smile
Throw the ace, in the safe, up under the towel

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

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

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

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

Niggaz wanna see me hurt, wanna stain my Hawaiian shirt
2 - Pharrell]
'Cause I put it out, supplying dirt
Two Black bitches, begging y'all to try and flirt
Rude and twins, and all they rock is skirts

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

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

Wit long guns, you 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 wings out, then that's a fly stitcher
If I die nigga, slit my back so my 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, niggaz
Dog, let me a nigga eyeing my watch
What I'm firing's hot, aim, and rely on the dot

x2]

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

Would you blast for me, put up the for me
[La Nakita]
Out in the world bullets, become a casualty
I flip and sends shit, bitches appen-dix
For ten bricks shit, furs, and ten whips

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

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

Huh, I come dirt, anyone one-thirty, ya slapped
even gun worthy, fuck yo niggaz
I'm the king of this shit, thuggin, get these moneys
And make niggaz dearly beloved (I my niggaz)
x6]