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 run, for my niggaz
And if you die, hope fly high
(Don't worry baby, make 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
Bitch wit a heart, ready to thump, is king
Wit my lap on the throne strokin' a cat, runnin' a

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, follow and numb some
If you don't know the language, then don't the gun dun

[La Femme
Eyes like black of glass, little 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

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

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

And hit ya more than 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 won't lesser than
x2] w/ (Pharrel ad-libs)

Niggaz see me lying hurt, wanna stain my Hawaiian shirt
[Verse 2 -
I put it out, they supplying dirt
Two German 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 cats, armed wit steel bats
And mo's is stealing stacks, back, and tally that
When go down, don't expect me to run
Never dun, two guns, is better than one

Da 5'9"]
Through what I'm standing in front of you holding, know
This money is golden, low and behold, blowing
coats in Detroit 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 wings come out, then a fly stitcher
If I die nigga, slit my so my wings can come out
Da 5'9"]

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

x2]

[Verse 3 -
Fifty karat link-link, mad ya lead kink
Me and my is frozen, regardless to her pink mink
Freeze ya eyeballs, you want a part of that
Cardiovascular, VVS attack

Would you blast for me, put up the for me
[La Femme
Out in the world dodging bullets, become a
I and sends shit, through bitches appen-dix
For ten shit, twenty-four furs, and ten whips

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

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 ass nigga
Extra, you surplus
Da 5'9"] + (Royce + Pharrell + La Femme Nakita)

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