Luyện nghe bài hát Make This Run

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

[Verse 1 - Da 5'9"]
Make me an offer I can't refuse, is wild
Pretty face, no mask, 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 to heat ya
It's called a hollow tip, dum, dum, follow clip and some
If you don't know the language, then don't the gun dun

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

[Royce Da 5'9"] + (La Nakita)
We definitely blow, stick wit me, ya limitations
Speak when spoke up, stay away the rest of these hoes
Broke niggaz wit cheap guns, and that work
You ready to kill (No doubt) 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 me breath again, bitch, get it right

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

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

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

Da 5'9"]
Through what I'm in front of you holding, niggaz know
This money is golden, low and behold, blowing
Trench coats in Detroit summers, you 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 me and my wings come 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 catch a nigga eyeing my
What I'm hot, just aim, and rely on the dot

x2]

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

Would you blast for me, put up the for me
[La Nakita]
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 that at Dolce, on shirts, shades, and pants
For my beach fifty grand, I'm at that advance
dollar deals, Lord I'm scared my life's changing

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

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