Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

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

I'm rugged, get gutted, rhyme then stab
Send their rusty ass 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 mix tape, watch you cats get scrape
Rampage, the great

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

Now the chick to come ice the cake
Put it through on my license plate
(Aight)
Ripping MCs, then got a rap chick
(Fiending)
type creaming
(Creaming)
Make them poof like them crackers did Keenen

Meaning I run that, waiting on mine I'm the LL comeback
Wack rappers out from holes
Now you 'cuz you slithered up the todem pole
Flipmode affiliate of, of Time, Warner
Send all you punks to decorate the corner

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

Now Baby take the safety off hold

There's a lot of fake cats that jump in their Rolls
Come to my show with fake wallos
Turquoise hid invoiced with plans to
See me backstage with the gauge upholds my leg

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, it's the world's famous international, sinner
(Ha)
Nigga who with wolves, masterful bash skulls
Crack peel out in black Fords
Splatter on dashboards, start anthrax wars

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

Killing your blood bug
States divide with hate crimes
Roll snake eyes in the concrete jungle of
While Lord have, super like the son of Jor-el

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

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

the world gonna do when I drop the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, don't 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 I represent the underneath
The ask for beef, the world's greatest fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash your front
Wilding it straight, giving their mad grief

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