Luyện nghe bài hát Run It

[Verse 1: Meek
Linx and kilos
We get the rico
up on a sucka take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the five in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying bottles with your cop money, nacho cheese (hol up!)
All of my niggas official as
Big ass Mulsanne I'm whipping the truck
I'm sippin' Ciroc I'm sittin' with Puff
And 'bout business with Jigga at lunch
That's cray, cray
New toys, lets
I brought spades, the deuce, like poof, let's [?]
I must say, I get money, ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
White girl, The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if talks why you niggas never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm in a space ship?
My money talkin' and my Rollie tickin niggas
Five bullets [?] on the wrist I'm official

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas &
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Lucas]
My bitch look like
My bitch look Kylie
Your bitch don't happy
None of hoes can have me
touch me, can't touch this
MC Hammer the swaggy
cuff me, can't function
Bitch, I don't to get married
They ever want me on payroll
They ever want me have say-so
Always had a crush on
Thought I was the man my chain broke
I was so can't change clothes
You keep it real, you a lame-o
You don't a move 'til I say so
When I get loose, anything
Money in the mother mattress
They was tryna take it, but I to get away
I think I'm tripping cause a never had it
I never had a way, I think I struggled day
to God I'm hoping he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and take all my stress away
And I could finally buy a fucking mansion
Then my friends in, and get Benzs
Cause this shit like sci-fi
I ain't ever had no
I grew up the guns went- (pow pow)
Almost got killed in a
Stay in your biz don't mind
I'm in top five's top five
Can't touch this nigga, why
Gimme yo shit or you die

[Chorus: Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, up, yo, look

3: Joyner Lucas]
Your shit like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], cane, rainbow
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, third
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
Momma I was retarded
Daddy thought I was
They said I the smartest
knew I was an artist
All of y'all is trash, go throw your shit in the garbage
I threw shit in the ocean, I hope it swim with the starfish
I remember you wouldn't fuck with me
Ain't nobody wanna the bus with me
Ain't nobody share lunch with me
couldn't keep in touch with me
Now all can't get enough of me
Now they to fly with me in luxury
Same never want to let me hit
Now they all want to bust for me
Name nigga poppin' than me?
I never cocky, but they don't want a problem with me
And fuck all haters that wanna take a dollar from me
fuck any rapper yo I don't need a counter with me
Ain't nobody lookin' for me, they was hiding from me
All of them was me out now they counting on me
I'm so motherfucking hot that the is a sauna to me
Right before I pull the trigger and begging God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up,