Luyện nghe bài hát Run

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

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

Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the is in the black car
I got hundred hundred-packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, that like stuffed shells
I'm cutting niggas' throats on the sales, while they L's
Don't leave nothing unbagged, shave
I from the O.G.'s to save everything
They come by one more time, they hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she knocked out
I can get rid of the pack
But I copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping with that
Uh, down-shifting on 'em I got gears on me
(Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 on me
(Run!) to death, running like I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start like they Nike Airs on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to down, it's like I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the by my two-way
Now I'm trying to my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
Rather it be the streets, jail 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 or two, you know what I gotta 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 wontons
Run! If you do shit, you it
next felony, nigga, is like three zip
So, run! Hop fences, over benches!
When you see me comin' get the out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!