Luyện nghe bài hát Run Hide Duck

Okay children, for today's test
Who like to stand up and share
With the rest of the
The of the word, 'dictate'

Ohh, me, me, me,
Jason, go ahead, stand up
And give us the of the word 'dictate', okay?
You Ms.Johnson, dictate
my Dic Tate?

My minds constantly in money mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony
I came by way of a long bumpy
Doin' eighty, it's all gravy on the gettin' throat

the padro [unverified] to that hydro
From sticky to that icky
Dark tinted on my stretch 150
Killer talkin'
'em boy come and get me

They been bumpin' for minuets
They some bitches
My city represents me like thousand albums
They eat it up in the ville x-pills and valiums

God damn, you did 'em so
Jumpin' up out of the of that back 430
I shit hotter then fish
Strong as a pitch
Bitch

I'm none of them MC's
That their enemies and run like hoes
Nuthin' to but fear foo confront your foes
And 'em

Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh
Bitch you heard me, huh

Crippling crushed my opposition
Walk into a room stand up at attention
ten, hut, hut, hut, shovin' threw the club
Hollerin', what, what, what,

Crunk and I could a fuck
Sipping syrup got me slower then in December
May as well show my ass in the morning I won't
Why my hand

How I got this cut my eye
Holler turned to
With fools from side
Fist will hurt your

hurt your sole
When they jumping out of your
Because you're out of control
Oh no, I can't go out this

Layin' with my drawers full of shit and piss
You ignorant son of a park tramp
Who in the fuck do you I am?
God damn, you only get one more
Then you're goin' to sleep but it ain't gonna be no

Run duck, huh
Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
Bitch you heard me, huh
Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?

If I could make verse as hard as the other two
This song would be a banging mother fucker
Haystak, Moonshine, Big Stak, mista Mac
Mista if we beefing watch your god back

in showers, even at picnics
My clicks then brick mix
Bullets fatally attracted like chicks
Who on your dick 'cause your record was hot
Found out where your stays, can't blow up the spot
Huh,

Can you say clothes in the
Bitch dun threw some grits and missed me swear to God
My old lady got more heart then the of them
IF I don't it I go in the source
Say it in public and 'em

It no accident or homicide, I purposely buck 'em
The fuckin' sold out my cousin got him busted at customs
You like 'em but don't trust 'em, 'em but don't love 'em
If you think he's bluffin' take the gun away from em

Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you heard me, huh

Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you me, huh what?

Run duck, huh
you heard me, huh what?
Run duck, huh
Bitch you heard me, huh