Luyện nghe bài hát Run for It

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

Off in ya cut is I'm layin'
Ready fo'
as I see yo face and hand
I ain't wit dat

My daddy me how to play it in a situation
My daddy tol' me I shit wit outta occupation
So, I played the game, yo' head if you said my name
I had some of deez niggaz I came

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

You disrespectin' my mind 'cuz you keep short
I might hitcha wit dat iron you need to be taught
You keep yo teeth 'cuz you thank it's a joke
You mus thank deez bullets ain't real and you ain't 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 in some beef and dem boyz 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

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

I be in all sometimes
Sometimes, I be jumpin' out in camouflage
Me and Juvenile got two keys we ta ride
Dem boyz wit da upt, well, dey gots to die
Man, it's that

a tragedy when you can test me
Heard I run in houses, put it past me
Hell, look boy, you betta tell niggaz
Fo' I up and try ta kill deez niggaz

You don't want my stress
I be back in 2 hummers and 5
Wa, my big Juvy
Tol' me not to eva letta screw me

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

Load it up, it in
it back, pop it out, we ridin'
[Incomprehensible] I'll run in a spot
I'll sit on a busta porch, I'll sleep on a busta
Apply five and let go

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

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 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

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

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

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

A 2nd line and dem clubs, ain't no place fo' ya dog
Dem same you come up wit playa-hatin' ya dog
I see 'em comin' wit and I know they gon' bust
Lil' Wayne hol' up, we kiting out nuff'

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 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 money brotha
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem boyz gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some and dem boyz '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 cash brotha
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