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

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

You disrespectin' my mind 'cuz you keep comin'
I might hitcha wit dat 'cuz you need to be taught
You showing yo teeth 'cuz 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 in some beef and dem boyz 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

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
(Who me?)

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

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

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

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

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

Bang, Lil' cowards playin', get hurt
see I dont curse but'll wet up yo shirt
Look all my see me comin'
All my enemy's peugh be

Now, if ya at dat second 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 strap but yo' 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 and dem niggaz still be hittin'
Two children got killed and a ol' got hit
Look, I'm 'bout ta git tha fuck 'cuz I ain' got no time fo' dis

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

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

A 2nd line and round dem clubs, 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 gon'
Lil' Wayne up, we kiting out sho' nuff'

Now, if ya at dat second and dem boyz 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

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 brotha
You run for it, run for it, run

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 gotta 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