Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples cause they to my people
Fuck procedure, hope that ass can spell illegal and seizure
before, ain't forgettin, go 'head start, all your crap
and get a boot from a lawsuit and a news conference at
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 fingers like my nigga
Mr. Tupac so fuck them mug shots that you got
My Boo stops for nathin, know that Bonnie and
If was then there'll be no Texas with you Tommy's inside
Chasin cases got that badge and know you the place
But that ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to have them guns in my
And your attitude's, like you no had no nookie (go jerk off)
Shit, get your sights, get off that rookie
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!
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!
just 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!

Hardcore on my block 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 thing I'm transportin is my Naughty hear
I don't sell coke no mo', but still I fast dough
by slangin records by the millions, 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 over Uncle
call 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 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! 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 ain't the one!

So you won't, the Illy nones
Like I fucked your bitches, grudge
Yeah protect and serve ass, with a billy club
Go the right way, to get rid of ya, political ya
Fuck with me I'll turn you to a traffic
To put it plain I'm SICK of ya, cherry tops are
Break and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To keep 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 game Suzy with the two (who?)
The Thugs plus 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 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 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!
We'll just be on the run, I ain't the one!