Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples cause evil to my people
Fuck procedure, hope that ass can spell search and seizure
Banged before, ain't forgettin, go 'head start, all crap
and get a boot a lawsuit and a news conference at eleven
stops, how often? Tri day before last week (word?)
Always tryin to pull me over on dark ass streets
Gave the war two blocks, two fingers like my nigga
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop Tupac so them mug shots that you got
My Boo for nathin, know that Bonnie and Clyde
If that was then there'll be no Texas with you inside
cases got that badge and know you runnin the place
But that ain't NAR' a reason to have them guns in my face
And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no (go jerk off)
Shit, get your sights, get off rookie shit
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!
We'll be niggaz 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!
just be niggaz 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!

Hardcore on my just because I'm black
I'm ghetto superstar you pull me out of my car
Well motherfucker I'm not what they put in yo' ear
The only thing I'm transportin is my hear
I don't sell coke no mo', but still I make fast
by slangin records by the millions, what you me fo'?
Runnin my plates, registration, and thus far
L-X my COMPANY car
So time you think about, pullin over Uncle Vinnie
I'ma call Dan Nolan, sue your whole city

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

So you won't, give the nones
Like I your bitches, silly grudge
Yeah protect and that ass, with a billy club
Go the way, to get rid of ya, political riddle ya
Fuck with me I'll you to a traffic ticketer
To put it plain I'm SICK of ya, tops are pitiful
Break and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit
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 Blockout Thugs plus the hoochie crew, I keep my uzi too
Who the fuck are you to tell a rules?
I got somethin for those 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, thing we done, I got my 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! 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!
We'll 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!