Luyện nghe bài hát Run (Remix)

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

Run! If you drugs in the school zone
Run! If you getting with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! got, guns!
They givin' out like wontons
Run! If you do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, is three zip
So, run! Hop fences, over benches!
When you see me get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! got guns! Muthafucka

Yo, uh, it's Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got five hundred-packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, that like stuffed shells
I'm cutting niggas' on the sales, while they puff L's
leave nothing unbagged, shave everything
I learned the O.G.'s to save everything
They come by one more time, gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting out
I can get rid of the pack
But I just copped pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping with that
Uh, on 'em like I got gears on me
(Run!) Besides that, I got 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, like I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling like they Nike on me
(Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, like I'm on the Thruway
My in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm trying to hold my 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 where 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 know what I do

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