Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, pass my or my peoples cause they evil to my people
Fuck procedure, that ass can spell illegal search and seizure
before, ain't forgettin, go 'head start, all your crap
and get a boot a lawsuit and a news conference at eleven
Routine stops, how often? Tri day before last (word?)
tryin to pull me over on these dark ass streets
Gave the war two blocks, two middle fingers like my
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop Tupac so fuck them mug shots you got
My Boo stops for nathin, know that and Clyde
If that was then there'll be no Texas you Tommy's inside
Chasin got that badge and know you runnin the place
But that ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to have them in my face
And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no (go jerk 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, 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 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 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
Well I'm not knowin what they put in yo' ear
The only thing I'm is my Naughty 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 insurance far
L-X my COMPANY car
So next you think about, pullin over Uncle Vinnie
I'ma Dan Nolan, sue your whole fuckin city

Let's have fun, one on one, bite 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!
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 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, the Illy nones
I fucked your bitches, silly grudge
Yeah protect and that ass, with a billy club
Go the right way, to get rid of ya, political 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 ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit
that's a fragment, of what they invent, to bend shit
Years were handed, for Joe, left by Judy the booty crew
but they blame the game 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 for those droppin a loss
And somethin else for all you pullin me out of my car
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 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!
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!