Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

Go big baby
Slim's in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown and C mothafucking Murder
Know
I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and mothafucking pennies
Shit's getting

[Soulja

Its the glock born shooter so respect him don't him
But check him, quick to blast off in your intersection
You better ask some fucking body bout Soulja I murdered them
and I keep it cocked at all come look at him
I'm you to danger
You to be a banger
One that miss I'm TRU to this I've been raised
an shit I trained myself for combatBust back as I react
On every attack so niggaz keep mouths closed
And open
My trigger finger to be stroking
and hoping
One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to try me
Last nigga it bloody body
Him get by me, why me
A soldier that has a of murders and robbery
That shit that used to be my
Never do it sloppy, make the job well
Get rid of the weapon get a new gun
I'm on the run

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I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz me alone
I'm on the run, 2 shots to the dome

It ain't no limit to the mothafucking we fuck
My tank niggaz to make the world blow up
We get rowdy in the club, so show me love
Its been 2 years I possessed some drugs
Nigga hard times is a of the past
Give me 2 keys and I'm give you back cash
I'm a hustle til I'm dead, ball til I
I won't rest til put my name on the wall
TRU niggaz ride, playa haters gone die
Cause after dolllars and cents only the strong
bulletproof Hummers and multiple pistols
With solid gold tanks and missles
bust until I can't bust no more
The Magnolia, Girttown the Calliope
No Limit Soldier they be some soldiers too
I represent them killers cause they in my

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[Da

I just hit the with my beer
Them niggaz what time it is
Clear up the streets bitches put away your
Shit I'm out like a gangsta did
Mothafuckers gotta get it how ya
Shit you niggaz was were you niggaz here
Take a short vacation and niggaz struck
Fuck I'm bout to it down to the nitty gritty
Nigga act I'ma bring 'em back to the days of nitty
me a Bud, pop the lid take a swig
Give me the other bud, roll a take a hit
I gotta leave 'em how I 'em down and out
about, happy more than a smith n wesson
I my pistol I struck it to the ground
I want something go about a 100 fucking rounds
Plus I the poi and fucking furl
I'm a broke off that 11500 fuck that
Shit give me the wig watch me it ya dig
Too niggaz ain't pretty but this nigga is
I got to do 'em like my cousin do
den we tap dem mothafucka hey you
Catch the ground up the shit I'ma pistol
I be fuck don't let me catch a nigga slip

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