Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

Go head big
Soulja in this mothafucker with Da Hound from girttown and C mothafucking Murder
what
I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three pennies
getting real

[Soulja

Its the glock born shooter so respect him neglect him
But check him, quick to bullets off in your intersection
You better ask some fucking body bout Soulja Slim I them
and I keep it at all times come look at him
I'm you to danger
You to be a banger
One that don't miss I'm TRU to this been raised
blues an I trained myself for combatBust back as I react
On every attack so niggaz keep your closed
And open
My trigger finger itching to be
and hoping
One of you niggaz build nuts up to come try me
Last done it bloody body
Him get by me, why me
A soldier has a backround of murders and robbery
That shit that to be my hobby
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 leave me
I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the

It no limit to the mothafucking bitches 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 since I possessed some
Nigga times is a thing of the past
Give me 2 and I'm gone give you back cash
I'm a hustle til I'm dead, ball til I
I won't rest til they put my name on the
TRU niggaz gone ride, playa gone die
Cause after dolllars and cents only the strong
With bulletproof and multiple pistols
With solid gold tanks and multiple
I'ma bust until I bust no more
The Magnolia, Girttown the Calliope
I'ma No Limit 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 know what time it is
Clear up the streets bitches put away your
Shit I'm going out like a did
Mothafuckers get it how ya live
Shit were you was were you niggaz here
Take a short vacation and struck fear
Fuck I'm to break it down to the nitty gritty
Nigga act shitty I'ma bring 'em to the days of nitty
Give me a Bud, pop the lid a swig
Give me the other bud, roll a take a hit
I leave 'em how I left 'em down and out
Running about, happy more than a smith n
I my pistol I struck it to the ground
I want something go buck about a 100 rounds
Plus I want the poi and fucking
I'm a broke off that 11500 that girl
Shit give me the wig me split it ya dig
Too many ain't pretty but this nigga is
I got to do 'em like my Dave do
den we tap dem lights hey you
Catch the ground up the shit pistol whip
I be around fuck don't let me catch a nigga

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