Luyện nghe bài hát Run Dem

Whoa, a what de blood 'em fool 'em

Who the told bitches they could do what I do?
All of a sudden all y'all got accents too?
Bad gyal, can't do the shit that I do
a gal figure it cool

I tell a motherfucker
Some niggaz nowadays move worse than a
And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man so
Got the pussy, I got the fo'

I'm a grown ass with my own ass shit
Now dis and I wan' chat me a go bustin' a secret
Y'all big man, ya have look man bottom
Pussy watchman, you a trace patton

Fuck who, wish they could fuck me
Like they never seen a hot gyal act we
Big claat star, push hot car
Big hood, and love way all day

The way my man fuck, can't even up
And when he gets stiff it cum ten dicks
it through my hole right through my appendix
I got a message, why ch'all motherfuckers sit on this?

From a puss hole, dis man we down
If a fass hole fi man we back down
If a gun shot fi man we clap down
An if a riddim fi man we rock down

From a hole, dis man we shot down
If a fass hole fi dead man we down
If a gun fi bust man we clap down
An if a riddim fi ride man we rock

Out of all the in the game, Fox is the baddest
Picture me fuckin' with a nigga my status
Bad gal bust big gun and no see me back it
Move ya bumba hole, gwon mind ya jacket

How dare y'all motherfuckers even my name
Cool na man, I have you X'd out the game
And tell dem all you young like sugar cane
And yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat?

Bet you wish you up, and got a quick nut
Wouldn't fuck you if I was horny, or ass drunk
Lucky I fuck around and get you stuck up
Waitin' your studio, collect your dub bucks

Bitch, fuck around and get nigga gun buck
Outsider fully loaded the gun stashed up
In front of Cactus, fo' fifth
And a bag of full for niggaz with loose lip

From a puss hole, dis man we shot
If a fass fi dead man we back down
If a gun shot fi man we clap down
An if a fi ride man we rock down

From a hole, dis man we shot down
If a fass fi dead man we back down
If a gun shot fi man we clap down
An if a riddim fi ride man we down

How many I got to let y'all bitches know I'm
One of a kind, can't fuck with
See when Fox in the place, pure a gwan
I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan

Ya too fraud, ridiculous
I'm the only trini bitch that can kick shit
What you about skin out and bruck out
Like a bad gyal hot style, pop pure style

at this wannabes comin' around me
Sick of thes G's tryin' to clown me
Why these be tryin' to drown me?
I'm you fools no one can bound me

Look at this wannabe's around me
Sick of fake G's tryin' to clown me
Why you niggaz be tryin' to me?
I'm tellin' you no one can bound me

From a puss hole, dis man we down
If a fass hole fi dead man we back
If a gun shot fi man we clap down
An if a riddim fi ride man we rock

From a puss hole, dis man we down
If a hole fi dead man we back down
If a gun shot fi bust man we clap
An if a riddim fi man we rock down

From a hole, dis man we shot down
If a fass hole fi dead man we back
If a gun shot fi man we clap down
An if a riddim fi ride man we rock

I I Inga I I Inga, Fox Brown, Cham
Look at this, on the
at this, on the beast
Come in the brown, me
Ro-round me, fake niggas, fake