Luyện nghe bài hát Run 4 Cover

Yo, yo, enta,
Enta,

It's the synical lyrical rap
On my death bed I spit sick that's critical
I'm not a fan of this, I'm a mic
Thug therapist my clan's too
My bang to wax, words that's visual
Too digital for common street criminals
Who wanna come test, lick the from my genitals?
We can get off the mic, and get a little

I was born a rock, since they cut my
Cord, I swing swords the prolifical
Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider prize
Live wire, to set the mic on fire
I legalized dope, hit man for hire
I murderous notes dope rhyme supplier
Hang glide on the mic like a driver
And I stop rockin' till I retire

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

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

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

I potty train pussy ass for free
Keep the for the family and off Sarah Lee
That's how we do, powerful, movin' on ya
Mista who Meth, gorilla beatin' on his chest
I suggest, you pay yo' debt or Protect Ya
I suggest, you a vest makin' all them threats
Here's a chin check that cash and splash in half
rappers like hash, soke 'em down to ashes
At last it's the crew that party crashes the
Madness out like special ed classes

out the gate, meet Tony
Don of all dons, New York King Tut wit one arm
Been at last cinnamon toast wit power rose
Whips dirty dustin' my bitch, Parole
shout he's Wallee Timb's, wild out
We in the guns go off though
Came out his it was Ollie North
Oh shit, up what up Ghost
Congratulations on your new
Burn it dead who max the

up you got the most Clarks
Brave hearts this
For under come down in the he need minutes
Told y'all before I doors off the hinges
Ain't no and there ain't no Guiness
Money Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour wit Nicklaus
Statues of Mary, gas that mercury
Sit through the biggest storm and out turkey

That's the way I it
ass rusty ass niggas
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