Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

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

I'm rugged, get gutted, rhyme then stab
their rusty ass friend 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 triangle
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you get scrape
Rampage, Alexander the

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

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

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

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

Now Baby Sham take the safety off

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

Handmade suits, contracts is in the
Life negotiate, so when I these pies
I'm sexing your
Flow for flow, rhymes
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 know we got it way out of state, what?

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

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

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

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

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

Killing blood millennium bug
United States divide with hate
Roll snake eyes in the concrete of hell
While Lord have, stays super like the son of

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

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

What's the world do when I drop the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, don't make me the trigga
reason 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 shit beef, the world's fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash front teeth
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
the priest flip, change his whole belief
Started wilding in the club with niggas starting beef
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