Luyện nghe bài hát Run

Aiyo, I jumped the 8th floor step, hit the ground
The pound fell, is coming
Running through the pissy stairwells, I ain't nothin'
Bugging, only I remember was the bullshit summons
So I at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is falling
My pockets is mean, clean I vanished off
off, made track look easy
The walkie them D.T.s had, black, they was rated P.G
Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car
Take me to.. Ghost here come now!
Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the dog
Turned down Hill, light the Marley
Run! I will not get on a rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with cops
Run! They amp shit, plant shit, destroy
Fuck a case, I'm not comin' with no fifty six
Die the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
I let these crackers throw me in shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the hop
Curse, swerve to get served, cocksuckers got nerve
Heard I was shit, they must got word
I told the chief of Rich Port I don't wanna merge

Run! If you drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting chased no shoes on
Run! that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out like wontons
Run! If you do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump benches!
When you see me comin' get the out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!

Yo, uh, it's Task Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got five hundred-packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, that look stuffed shells
I'm cutting niggas' on the sales, while they puff L's
leave nothing unbagged, shave everything
I learned the O.G.'s to save everything
They come by one time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she knocked out
Then I can get rid of the
But I just copped this pretty thing, so I'm dipping with that
Uh, down-shifting on 'em like I got on me
(Run!) that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) to death, running like I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling like Nike Airs on me
(Run!) It's for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm trying to my hammer up, and my pants too
If don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets, then where I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to at
But they too close, and I got this new
Imagine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I do

Run! If you sell in the school zone
Run! If you getting with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! got, guns!
They givin' out life like
Run! If you do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is three zip
So, run! Hop fences, over benches!
When you see me get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!