Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

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

[Soulja

Its the born shooter so respect him don't neglect him
But him, quick to blast bullets off in your intersection
You better ask some fucking bout Soulja Slim I murdered them
and I keep it cocked at all times 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 shit I myself for combatBust back as I react
On attack so niggaz keep your mouths closed
And open
My trigger itching to be stroking
and hoping
One of you niggaz ya'll nuts up to come try me
Last nigga done it 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 done
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 niggaz leave me alone
I'm on the run, ducking 2 shots to the

It ain't no to the mothafucking bitches we fuck
My tank niggaz bout to make the blow up
We get rowdy in the club, so me some love
Its been 2 years I possessed some drugs
Nigga hard times is a of the past
Give me 2 keys and I'm gone 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 gone ride, playa haters die
Cause after dolllars and cents only the strong
With bulletproof Hummers and multiple
solid gold tanks and multiple missles
I'ma bust until I bust no more
The Magnolia, with the Calliope
I'ma No Limit they be some soldiers too
I represent killers cause they in my crew

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[Da

I just hit the streets with my
Them niggaz what time it is
Clear up the bitches put away your kids
Shit I'm going out a gangsta did
Mothafuckers get it how ya live
Shit were you niggaz was were you niggaz
Take a short vacation and niggaz struck
Fuck I'm bout to break it down to the gritty
act shitty I'ma bring 'em back to the days of nitty
Give me a Bud, pop the lid a swig
me the other bud, roll a spliff take a hit
I gotta leave 'em how I left 'em and out
Running about, happy more than a smith n
I took my pistol I it to the ground
I want something go buck 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 me split 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 I'ma pistol whip
I be fuck don't let me catch a nigga slip

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