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 face and
I ain't wit dat

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

I kno' some out tha Nolia that'll 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 'cuz you keep comin' short
I hitcha wit dat iron 'cuz you need to be taught
You keep yo teeth '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 trees in
Me and Juvenile got two keys we ta ride
Dem boyz wit da upt, well, dey gots 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 deez niggaz
Fo' I mask up and try ta kill niggaz

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

me if I eva did he would do me
Gave me two and sent me round dey shootin'
And then they start
niggaz 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] run in a busta spot
I'll sit on a porch, I'll sleep on a busta block
Apply five and let go

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

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem boyz 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

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

Now, you could be comin' through and runnin' to a gun if you
That they gon' do you shit 'cuz ya real
I won't wanna be witcha it's happening either
I be some 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 fucking' head hurtin' dem 30's be burstin'
I bet if yo' beef see ya, he ain't gon' fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to ja face fo' ya dog

A 2nd line and round dem clubs, ain't no fo' ya dog
Dem same niggaz you up wit playa-hatin' ya dog
I see 'em comin' wit choppers and I know they gon'
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 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 money
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 some 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 it wit a cash money 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