Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

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

I'm rugged, cats get gutted, rhyme 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 shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get
Rampage, the great

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

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

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

Better run for cover for 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 these wallos
hid invoiced with plans to blow
See me backstage with the gauge my pants leg

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

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

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

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

Better run for cover for it's too late,
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 with wolves, masterful bash
axles peel out in black Fords
Splatter brains on dashboards, anthrax wars

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

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

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

I be the last nigga, the quick to your ass, niggas
Do anything in this to get the cash, niggas
I might 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?
all in your face, don't make me pull the trigga
Another reason for me to have to my own swigga
Thought I was posing for up but a Fed took my picture

Surgeon general I the underneath
The ask for shit beef, the world's greatest thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash front teeth
Wilding it straight, giving their mother mad

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