Luyện nghe bài hát Run (Remix)

Aiyo, I jumped the 8th floor step, hit the ground
The pound fell, is coming
Running the pissy stairwells, I ain't hear nothin'
Bugging, only thing I was the bullshit summons
So I stopped at the 2nd floor, ran across, cracks is
My is mean, clean when I vanished off
off, made track look easy
The walkie talkies D.T.s had, black, they was rated P.G
Run, I not give up, no, quick flag the car down
me to.. Ghost here they come now!
Errr! Pull off quick, back up, hit the dog
Turned Hill, light the Marley spliff
Run! I not get bagged on a rock
Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with cops
Run! They amp shit, plant shit, destroy
Fuck a case, I'm not home with no fifty six
Die the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks
Before I let crackers throw me in shit
Bounce if you a kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
I was killing shit, they must got word
That I told the chief of Rich Port I wanna merge

Run! If you sell drugs in the school
Run! If you getting chased with no on
Run! that! Run! Cops got, guns!
They out life like wontons
Run! If you do shit, you it
next felony, nigga, is like three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump benches!
When you see me get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!

Yo, uh, it's Task Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got hundred hundred-packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, look like stuffed shells
I'm cutting niggas' throats on the sales, they puff L's
Don't leave nothing unbagged, everything
I from the O.G.'s to save everything
They by one more time, they gon' hop out
two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting knocked out
Then I can get rid of the
But I just copped pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping with that
Uh, down-shifting on 'em like I got on me
(Run!) that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, running I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling they Nike Airs on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the by my two-way
Now I'm trying to my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a I can't do
Rather it be the streets, then jail I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to at
But they too close, and I got this new
Imagine if I would of let off a shot or two, you what I gotta do

Run! If you sell drugs in the school
Run! If you getting chased with no on
Run! that! Run! Cops got, guns!
givin' out life like wontons
Run! If you do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is three zip
So, run! Hop fences, jump benches!
When you see me comin' get the out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns!