Luyện nghe bài hát Run

Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th step, hit the ground
The pound fell, cops is
Running through the pissy stairwells, I hear 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 when I off
Took off, track look easy
The walkie talkies them D.T.s had, black, they was P.G
Run, I will not give up, no, quick the car down
Take me to.. Ghost here come now!
Errr! Pull off quick, up, hit the bitch dog
Turned down Hill, the Marley spliff
Run! I will not get on a rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they
Run! They amp shit, shit, destroy evidence
Fuck a case, I'm not home with no fifty six
Die with the heart of and take fifty licks
Before I let these crackers me in shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got
Heard I was killing shit, they got word
That I told the chief of Rich Port I don't merge

Run! If you sell drugs in the 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 felony, nigga, is like three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump benches!
When you see me comin' get the out the entrance!
Run! that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka

Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the car
I got five hundred hundred-packs in my
Clear twelve-twelve's, that like stuffed shells
I'm niggas' throats on the sales, while they puff L's
leave nothing unbagged, shave everything
I from the O.G.'s to save everything
They by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting 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!) Scared to death, running I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling they 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 crib on the floor by my
Now I'm trying to hold my up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they 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 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 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! got guns! Muthafucka