Luyện nghe bài hát Run (Remix)

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

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

Yo, uh, Task Force Tuesday, the NARCS is in the black car
I got five hundred in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, look like stuffed shells
I'm cutting niggas' on the sales, while they puff L's
Don't leave nothing unbagged, shave
I learned the O.G.'s to save everything
They by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she getting out
Then I can get rid of the
But I copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping with that
Uh, on 'em like I got gears on me
(Run!) that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) Scared to death, running like I got on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling like they Nike on me
(Run!) hard for me to slow down, it's like 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 give me a number 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
if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do

Run! If you sell drugs in the zone
Run! If you getting with no shoes 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, over benches!
When you see me comin' get the out the entrance!
Run! Fuck that! Run! got guns! Muthafucka