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 express through chest
In the Lex GS, talking 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 mines off the top Fab
Hit you a jab for the '98

Number one in Billboard the triangle shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you get scrape
Rampage, Alexander the

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

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

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

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

Now Baby Sham the safety off hold

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

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

run for cover for it's 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 corner scuffing up my Timbs
Take off my jacket, pack the four fifth, a racket
(That's right)
fella, Jimmy 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 for twenty dollars of gas, gimme my change

Better run for cover for too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?
run for cover for it's too late, what?
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 skulls
Crack axles 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)
delivery
Jam 'cause with misery when I'm killa breeds of canine
Last name, heard it through the

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

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

I be the nigga, the quick to bust your ass, niggas
Do in this world to get the cash, niggas
I might even get mad and slash niggas
Rob them and get 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 up but a Fed took my picture

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

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