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 where I'm
Ready fo'
Soon as I see yo and hand
I wit dat playin'

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

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

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

If ya gotta strap but yo' enemy 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
(Who me?)

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

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

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

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

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

Bang, Lil' cowards playin', get hurt
Motha-flirk see I curse but'll wet up yo shirt
all my enemy's see me comin'
All my peugh 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 strap but yo' enemy 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 thank I'm playin'-a somthin', Lil Woo dey', I trippin'
Tha beef last week and dem niggaz still be hittin'
Two got killed and a ol' lady got hit
Look, I'm 'bout ta git tha fuck 'cuz I got no time fo' dis shit

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

I'd rather see it on T.V. Than I see it in
And having my fucking' head hurtin' dem 30's be burstin'
I bet if yo' beef see ya, he ain't wait fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to 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 choppers and I know they bust
Wayne hol' up, we kiting out sho' 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 beef and dem boyz '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 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 strap but yo' enemy 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