Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

[Chorus:
out my window from my mind's blown hotel room
I remember that cold, rainy night
out my window

Da 5'9"]
Feeling all on the run
I'm still holding my gun
Body on it from the evening
I found out I'm
Nigga's snitching is the media screaming
I turn the on the TV, the first 48 on
Man, it ain't a nigga on this TV nowhere
I cut the power off,
I'm contemplating taking a to take all the gunpowder off
But what if bust in, busting
The at the front desk act like he don't recognize me but shit
There's a reward for me, that nigga hustling
I can't trust him I got to keep my eye on window
Thinking about my kin folk, and babies
I talk to them, life is crazy
Whoever it would come to this over rap nonsense
Rap from the comfort of being by my conscience

Da 5'9"]
I I'm a write a letter to my children

In case I don't it
I'm up against time but I won't it
I'm thinking about my life it is now
And how one slug can change what it was
I'm accepting the fact I did that
I just want my back, I just want my kids back
I just want my niggas that don't back
Cuz real niggas know real niggas ain't that
But what's the use of me real, I'm fucked now
I'm seeing sirens out the thinking what now
Damn, am I to do?
Cuz now that shit hit the fan I suddenly ran out of
But it, I'm in the shit, I'm a end the shit
No way for me to benefit though I'm
I hear a knock on the door let's finish this

[Police storm

Da 5'9" talking]
This life is about honor, respect but more this life is about choices
You make them and whether turn out to be good ones
or bad ones you with them. You die with them

go back to how it all started