Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my cause they evil to my people
Fuck procedure, hope that ass can spell illegal search and
Banged before, ain't forgettin, go 'head start, all your
and get a boot from a lawsuit and a news at eleven
Routine stops, how often? Tri day last week (word?)
Always to pull me over on these dark ass streets
Gave the war two blocks, two middle fingers my nigga
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop so fuck 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 Tommy's
Chasin got that badge and know you runnin the place
But ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to have them guns in my face
And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no nookie (go off)
Shit, get sights, get off that rookie shit
Let's have fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop 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 just be 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 just be 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!

Hardcore on my block because I'm black
Cause I'm ghetto you pull me out of my car
motherfucker I'm not knowin 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 dough
by slangin records by the millions, what you me fo'?
my plates, registration, and insurance thus far
L-X fo'-seventy's my car
So next time you about, pullin over Uncle Vinnie
I'ma call Dan Nolan, sue your whole fuckin

Let's have fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop 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!
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 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!

So you won't, give the nones
Like I your bitches, silly grudge
Yeah protect and serve that ass, with a billy
Go the right way, to get rid of ya, riddle ya
Fuck me I'll turn you to a traffic ticketer
To put it I'm SICK of ya, cherry tops are pitiful
bones and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To keep niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig
that's just a fragment, of what they invent, to shit
were handed, for Joe, left by Judy with the booty crew
but blame the game Suzy with the snooty two (who?)
The Blockout Thugs the hoochie crew, shit I keep my uzi too
Who the are you to tell a fool rules?
I got for those droppin a loss
And else for all you FAGGOTS pullin me out of my car
Let's 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 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 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!