Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples cause they to my people
procedure, hope that ass can spell illegal search and seizure
Banged before, ain't forgettin, go start, all your crap
and get a boot from a and a news conference at eleven
Routine stops, how often? Tri day last week (word?)
Always tryin to pull me over on these ass streets
Gave the war two blocks, two fingers like my nigga
Mr. Tupac so fuck them mug shots that you got
My Boo stops for nathin, know Bonnie and Clyde
If that was then be no Texas with you Tommy's inside
cases got that badge and know you runnin the place
But that ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to them guns in my face
And attitude's, like you ain't no had no nookie (go jerk off)
Shit, get your sights, get off rookie shit
Let's have some fun, one on one, the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, we done, I got my niggaz on the run

I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run, I ain't the one!

Hardcore on my block just because I'm
Cause I'm ghetto you pull me out of my car
motherfucker I'm not knowin what they put in yo' ear
The only I'm transportin is my Naughty hear
I don't sell coke no mo', but I make fast dough
by slangin by the millions, what you question me fo'?
my plates, registration, and insurance thus far
L-X fo'-seventy's my car
So next time you think about, pullin Uncle Vinnie
call Dan Nolan, sue your whole fuckin city

Let's have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, the gun
You did the same, thing we done, I got my on the run

I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run, I the one!

So you won't, the Illy nones
Like I your bitches, silly grudge
Yeah protect and serve that ass, with a club
Go the right way, to get rid of ya, riddle ya
Fuck with me turn you to a traffic ticketer
To put it plain I'm SICK of ya, cherry tops are
Break and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To keep niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig
just a fragment, of what they invent, to bend shit
Years were handed, for Joe, left by Judy with the crew
but they blame the Suzy with the snooty two (who?)
The Thugs plus the hoochie crew, shit I keep my uzi too
Who the fuck are you to tell a rules?
I got for those droppin a loss
And else for all you FAGGOTS pullin me out of my car
have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, we done, I got my niggaz on the run

I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run, I ain't the one!