Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

Rampage, I'm coming through your chest
In the Lex GS, stop BS
My is still flooded
850 for the

I'm rugged, cats get gutted, rhyme then
Send their rusty ass to the lab
You's a crab, I take off the top like Fab
Hit you a jab for the '98

Number one in Billboard with the shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get
Rampage, the great

Better run for cover for it's too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Now whose the chick to come ice the
Put it through everybody on my license
(Aight)
Ripping MCs, then got a rap chick
(Fiending)
Celine type
(Creaming)
Make them rappers poof them crackers did Keenen

Meaning I run that, waiting on mine like I'm the LL
Wack rappers crawled out holes
Now you souped 'cuz you slithered up the todem
Flipmode Squad affiliate of, of Time,
Send all you punks back to the corner

run for cover for it's too late, what?
You know we got it way out of state, what?

Now Sham take the safety off hold

a lot of fake cats that jump in their man's Rolls
Come to my show with these wallos
hid invoiced with plans to blow
See me with the gauge upholds my pants leg

Handmade suits, is in the briefcase
Life negotiate, so I split these pies
I'm your dime
for flow, battling rhymes
Talking some crime, now I gotta your time
(What, what?)
Get your shit pushed like these seats recline
(Yeah)

Better run for for it's too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Sliff Star throw on my scully, my brim
(Uh, huh)
on the street corner scuffing up my Timbs
Take off my jacket, pack the four fifth, cause a
(That's right)
Freaky fella, swaggert, kill a sucka, brothers had it
(Wha? Ha)

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

run for cover for it's too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?
Better run for cover for it's too late,
You know we got it way out of state, what?

Hey, the world's famous international, sinner irrational
(Ha)
Nigga who dance wolves, masterful bash skulls
axles peel out in black Fords
Splatter brains on dashboards, anthrax wars

Seize cast like force, die on a cross
(Ha)
July 4th, blow hands off
(Blaow)
delivery
Jam 'cause with ghetto misery when I'm killa of canine
Last name, heard it through the

your blood millennium bug
United States divide hate crimes
Roll snake eyes in the concrete of hell
Lord have, stays super like the son of Jor-el

What? You know we got it way out of state, what?
Better run for for it's too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?

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

What's the world gonna do when I the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, make me pull the trigga
Another for me to have to poor my own swigga
Thought I was posing for word up but a Fed my picture

Surgeon general I represent the
The ask for shit beef, the world's fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash your front
it straight, giving their mother mad grief

Rob a nigga, strip him down, leave him in his
Do so dirt, the priest asked me to turn another leaf
Made the priest flip, his whole belief
Started in the club with them niggas starting beef
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