Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples they evil to my people
Fuck procedure, hope that ass can illegal search and seizure
Banged before, forgettin, go 'head start, all your crap
and get a boot from a and a news conference at eleven
Routine stops, how Tri day before last week (word?)
Always tryin to me over on these dark ass streets
the war two blocks, two middle fingers like my nigga
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop Tupac so fuck mug shots that you got
My Boo stops for nathin, that Bonnie and Clyde
If that was then there'll be no Texas with you inside
Chasin cases got that and know you runnin the place
But that ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to them guns in my face
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, 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!
just 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 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!

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

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

So you won't, give the nones
I fucked 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 I'll you to a traffic ticketer
To put it plain I'm of ya, cherry tops are pitiful
Break and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To keep ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit
that's just a fragment, of they invent, to bend shit
Years were handed, for Joe, left by with the booty crew
but they blame the game Suzy with the two (who?)
The Blockout Thugs plus the crew, shit I keep my uzi too
Who the fuck are you to tell a rules?
I got somethin for droppin a loss
And somethin else for all you pullin me out of my car
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 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! 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 niggaz on the run, I the one!