Luyện nghe bài hát Run for It

I be up wit da glock toy
You can stop, boy
You heard I'm off tha block, boy
chop, boy

Off in ya cut is I'm layin'
fo' sprayin'
Soon as I see yo and hand
I wit dat playin'

My showed me how to play it in a situation
My daddy tol' me I ain't shit wit outta
So, I played the game, yo' head if you said my name
I had some of niggaz scared I came

I kno' some niggaaz out tha Nolia ride fo' me
I some niggaz hollin' solja dat a die fo' me
T.C., L.T., and six
Oh, you want some of dat fire dope you can in da bricks

You disrespectin' my mind you keep comin' short
I might hitcha wit dat iron 'cuz you to be taught
You keep showing yo teeth you thank it's a joke
You mus thank deez bullets ain't real and you gon' git smoke

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem boyz ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

If ya ain't strap but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a cash brotha
You run for it, run for it, run
(Who me?)

I be in all black
Sometimes, I be jumpin' out trees in
Me and Juvenile got two keys we ta ride
Dem playin' wit da upt, well, dey gots to die
Man, it's deep

It's a tragedy you can test me
Heard I run in houses, don't put it me
Hell, look boy, you betta tell deez
Fo' I mask up and try ta kill niggaz

You want my stress troubles
I be back in 2 hummers and 5
Wa, my big Juvy
me not to eva letta nigga screw me

Tol' me if I eva did he do me
Gave me two guns and sent me dey shootin'
And then start runnin'
Hardest niggaz on tha block started actin' a woman
Tha 4-foot stranger in ya bustin'

it up, slide it in
Cock it back, pop it out, we
I'll run in a busta spot
I'll sit on a porch, I'll sleep on a busta block
Apply and then let go

Bang, Lil' cowards keep playin', get
Motha-flirk see I dont curse wet up yo shirt
Look all my enemy's see me
All my enemy's be runnin'

Now, if ya at dat line and dem boyz gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya ain't gotta but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a cash brotha
You run for it, run for it, run

You thank I'm playin'-a somthin', Lil Woo dey', I ain't
Tha beef started last week and dem niggaz be hittin'
Two children got killed and a ol' got hit
Look, I'm 'bout ta git tha fuck I ain' got no time fo' dis shit

Now, you could be through and runnin' to a gun if you feel
they ain't gon' do you shit 'cuz ya real
I wanna be witcha when it's happening either
I probably be some where ducked off takin' a nap wit my

I'd rather see it on T.V. Than I see it in
And having my fucking' head hurtin' when dem 30's be
I bet if yo' beef see ya, he ain't gon' fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to rearrange ja fo' ya dog

A 2nd and round dem clubs, ain't no place fo' ya dog
Dem same niggaz you come up wit ya dog
I see 'em wit choppers and I know they gon' bust
Lil' Wayne up, we kiting out sho' nuff'

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya ain't strap but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a money brotha
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too in some beef and dem boyz 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya ain't gotta strap but yo' got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a cash money
You run for it, run for it, run

Ya run for it, run for it
Ya run for it, run for it
Ya run for it, run for it
Go git cha gun for it, gun for it

Ya run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Get cha gun for it , gun for it, gun
Get cha gun for it, gun for it