Luyện nghe bài hát Run

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

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

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

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