Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now Baby Sham take the safety off

There's a lot of fake that jump in their 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, contracts is in the
negotiate, so when I split these pies
I'm sexing your
Flow for flow, rhymes
Talking crime, now I gotta split your time
(What, what?)
Get your pushed back like these seats recline
(Yeah)

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

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

Contradiction,
leadership, Richard Nixon
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 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, the world's famous international, sinner irrational
(Ha)
Nigga who dance with wolves, masterful bash
Crack peel out in black Fords
Splatter on dashboards, start anthrax wars

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

Killing blood millennium bug
United States with hate crimes
Roll snake eyes in the jungle of hell
While Lord have, stays 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 way out of state, what?

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

What's the world gonna do I drop the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, don't make me the trigga
Another reason for me to to poor my own swigga
I was posing for word up but a Fed took my picture

Surgeon I represent the underneath
The ask for shit beef, the greatest fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash your front
it straight, giving their mother mad grief

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