Luyện nghe bài hát Run 4 Cover

Yo, yo, enta,
Enta,

It's the synical rap individual
On my death bed I sick flows that's critical
I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic
therapist my clan's too original
My slang to wax, words that's visual
Too for y'all common street criminals
Who wanna come test, lick the sweat my genitals?
We can get off the mic, and get a physical

I was born a rock, they cut my umbilical
Cord, I swing swords the prolifical
Rhyme writer, hip-hop prize fighter
Live wire, to set the mic on fire
I speak legalized dope, hit man for
I quote murderous dope rhyme supplier
Hang on the mic like a stunt driver
And I won't stop rockin' I retire

it comes to the darts, I throw 'em, flame thrower
Blow section eight home to your pay phone up
Grass smoker, in the cut for the
I water, I ride the wale that ate,
Over, your faced wit the black over
You woke up four wit a makeover
Packin' a asthma pump takeover
My crew boards, and the whole plane over

Yo, yo you can't wit the tape over
Pass the pussy, get out, over
Back to gray Nova that's way slower
Redline to five on the shoulder
say, "Doc the one to play closer"
This baboon off the chain choker
Hardcore, Jacore, I poker
But y'all spread when my daytona

Comin', comin' through
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Comin', through duck
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Comin', comin' through
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Comin', comin' through
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Comin', comin' duck
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Comin', through duck
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Comin', comin' duck
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Comin', comin' through
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Yo, this ain't ya granddaddy music, hip-hop
through your woofer like a mute kit
Hundred thousand watts on some
I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a clip, clap out
one if any, that's my complexin' conquest
Now tell that shit to the court, I no contest
none of y'all, please

I train pussy ass rugrat for free
Keep the cake for the and off Sarah Lee
That's how we do, powerful, on ya left
Mista who Meth, black gorilla beatin' on his
I suggest, you pay yo' debt or Protect Ya
I suggest, you wear a vest makin' all threats
Here's a chin check that cash and niggas in half
Smash rappers like hash, soke 'em down to
At last it's the crew that crashes the masses
Madness wildin' out special ed classes

Straight out the gate, meet
Don of all dons, behind New King Tut wit one arm
Been at nutcrunch last cinnamon toast wit power
Whips dirty my bitch, fuck Parole
Peace shout he's Timb's, wild out
We in the spot go off though
out his mask it was Ollie North
Oh shit, up what up Ghost
Congratulations on your new
it dead who max the most

Word up you got the Clarks
hearts spin this
For under come down in the pale he need
Told y'all before I kick off the hinges
Ain't no cooler and ain't no Guiness
Money like Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour wit Nicklaus
Statues of Mary, gas that mercury
Sit through the biggest storm and hand out

That's the way I it
ass rusty ass niggas
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