Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Yeah, niggas want to talk shit in the room
I got something for motherfucking ass, check it out

Rampage I'm coming express through chest
In the Lex-GS, talking BS
My watch is flooded, 850 for the budget

I'm Rugged, cats get gutted, then stab
their rusty ass friend to the lab
You's a crab, I mines off the top like Fab

Hit you a jab for the 98
Number one in billboard with the triangle
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get
Rampage the great

Better run for for it's too late

You we got it locked way out of state

Now whose the chick to ice the cake
Put it everybody on my license plate
(Aight)
Ripping Mc's then got a rap fiending
(Fiending)
Celine creaming
(Creaming)

Make them rappers poof like them did Keenen
I run that, waiting on mine like I'm the LL comeback
Wack rappers crawled out holes
Now you souped you slithered up the todem pole

Squad affiliate of of Time-Warner
Send all you punks back to the corner

Better run for cover for it's too

You we got it locked way out of state

Now Baby Sham take the off hold

There's alot of fake cats that jump in their mans
to my show with these fake wallos
Turqoise hid with plans to blow

See me backstage with the upholds my pantsleg
Hand made suits contracts is in the
Life so when I split these pies

I'm sexing dime, flow for flow batteling rhymes
Talking some
Now I gotta split time
(What? What?)
Get your shit pushed like these seats recline
(Yeah)

Better run for cover for it's too

You know we got it way out of state

Sliff throw on my scully tipping my brim
(Uh, huh)
Stand on the corner scuffing up my timbs
Take off my
the four fith 'cause a racket
(Thats right)

Freaky fella, swaggert
(Wha?)
a sucka
had it
(Ha)

Contradiction,
False leadership Nixon
and switching the lanes all up in the Range
Here's a fifty for twenty dollars of gas gimme my

run for cover for it's too late

You know we got it locked way out of

Better run for cover for it's too

You know we got it way out of state

Hey, it's the worlds famous international, irational
(Ha)
Nigga who dance with wolves, masterful bash
Crack axles out in black fords
Splatter brains on dashports, start anthrax

See's cast like force die on a cross
(Ha)
4th blow your hands off
(Blaaoow)
Special
Jam 'cause with misery
I'm killabrese of canine
Last name it through the grapevine

your blood millineum bug
United States divide hate crimes
Roll eyes, in the concrete jungle of hell
While have stays, super like the son of Jorel

You know we got it way out of state

Better run for cover for too late

You we got it locked way out of state

I be the last nigga, the quick to bust ass niggas
Do anything in this to get the cash niggas
I might even get mad and even slash
Rob them and get away in a car and niggas

What's the world gonna do I drop the smash nigga?
Iron all in your face don't me pull the trigga
Another reason for me to have to poor my own

Thought I was for word up but a Fed took my picture
Surgeon general I the underneath
The ask for shit beef, the worlds greatest fucking
Brick layer hardcore smash your teeth

Wilding it straight, giving their mad grief
Rob a strip him down leave him in his briefs
Do so much dirt, the priest asked me to turn another
Made the priest flip his whole belief
Started in the club with them niggas starting beef, act fool