Luyện nghe bài hát Run (Remix)

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

Run! If you sell drugs in the zone
Run! If you chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! got, guns!
They givin' out life wontons
Run! If you do shit, you it
That felony, nigga, is like 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

Yo, uh, it's Task Force Tuesday, the is in the black car
I got hundred hundred-packs in my backyard
Clear twelve-twelve's, look like stuffed shells
I'm cutting throats on the sales, while they puff L's
Don't leave unbagged, shave everything
I learned from the O.G.'s to save
come by one more time, they gon' hop out
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she knocked out
I can get rid of the pack
But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dipping that
Uh, on 'em like I got gears on me
(Run!) that, I got about 5 years on me
(Run!) to death, running like I got bears on me
(Run!) My Timbs start feeling like they Nike on me
(Run!) It's for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my
Now I'm to hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they give me a number I can't do
it be the streets, then jail where I die at
And I'm ashmatic, so I'm for somewhere to hide 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 drugs in the school zone
Run! If you chased with no shoes on
Run! Fuck that! Run! 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, over benches!
you see me comin' get the fuck out the entrance!
Run! that! Run! Cops got guns! Muthafucka