Luyện nghe bài hát Run Dem

Whoa, a what de claat 'em fool 'em

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From a hole, dis man we shot down
If a fass hole fi man we back down
If a gun fi bust 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 mines?
See when Fox in the place, pure a gwan
When I wine we na watch ya face, gwan

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

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

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

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

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

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

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