Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now Sham take the safety off hold

There's a lot of fake cats that in their man's Rolls
Come to my with these fake wallos
Turquoise hid with plans to blow
See me backstage with the upholds my pants 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 split your time
(What, what?)
Get your shit pushed back like these seats
(Yeah)

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

Star throw on my scully, tipping my brim
(Uh, huh)
Stand on the street corner scuffing up my
off my jacket, pack the four fifth, cause a racket
(That's right)
Freaky fella, swaggert, kill 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 of gas, gimme my change

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

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

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

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

What? You know we got it locked way out of state,
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 quick to bust 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 niggas

the world gonna 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

general I represent the underneath
The ask for beef, the world's greatest fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, your front teeth
Wilding it straight, giving their 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 flip, change his whole belief
Started wilding in the club with them niggas beef
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