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'
Ready fo'
Soon as I see yo face and
I ain't wit dat

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

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 you can score in da bricks

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

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 beef and dem boyz 'bout ta
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 money
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 playin' wit da upt, well, dey to die
Man, it's deep

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

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

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

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

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

Now, if ya at dat line and dem boyz 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 money brotha
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 niggaz still be
Two children got and a ol' lady got hit
Look, I'm 'bout ta git tha fuck I ain' got no time fo' dis shit

Now, you be comin' 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 off takin' a nap wit my people

I'd rather see it on T.V. I see it in person
And having my fucking' 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 and round dem clubs, ain't no place fo' ya dog
Dem niggaz you come up wit playa-hatin' ya dog
I see 'em comin' wit choppers and I know gon' bust
Lil' 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 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 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 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

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