Luyện nghe bài hát Run the Line

Yo I you niggas what
You better stay and lay your ass in the cut
I'm for heads, lay you for dead, foldin' emcees like bedspread
And you ain't had this much milk you was breastfed

Galleons on courts for sports, I bust on the double
Destroyin' fools who wanna give me trouble
Ball with stuffle, six feet, women be it
Brothers be thinkin o' stickin' but I be it

Ready, with fat tracks from lootkids
Doin' my thang 16 in '86
Hey yo, that the West ain't it
Nigga, I'll smack you in your mouth for shit

Let me you what I claim, I'm doin' my thang
But everybody out in Cali gangbang
You better open up mic's and get out my face
Give me space, better break out them old Nikes

You better run for the crib 'cause run in your
I'll send you with a broke back and cracked whig
in control, so ready explode
Motherfuckers need to up the flexcode

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Heaven forbid, I rip kids, get they blown
Bring 'em in packs, and I could rip 'em by the
Ready explode on contact for that
Flash lyrics and ready for mic-combat

Who wanna step to get a rep playin' jet
Me and my man be on these tracks at the inner
Mass confuse, hit fellas off with bad news
Tell 'em you tried but I just you out your damn shoes

Here's mic, you can praise it if you need to
Should've been when your brother really needed you
It's too late, had to off like 38's
Food for thought but don't be of no dirty plates

I keep it clean and on the uppernut
Nigga, you soft and your need the toughin'-up
No gun chatter on the platter 'cause it matter
Me and the Wolf collaborate just to make it

You scatter like the roaches with the lights on
I tell these niggas don't you bother turn them on
Goin' like quarterbacks on they long throw
And Time Waits For No Man Stones Throw

The LP, in '97 be seein' me
shots to your nut got you seein' three
I'm runnin' rhymes while the clock is steady runnin'
Crab emcees get in your block to start run in

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Comin' in thirst, brothers shouldn't say word
Kickin' your rhymes but was verses already heard
Give me respect, it be the Ras with the threat
Smash eject, already know what's comin' next

So I predict all these brothers goin' to be ridin' dicks
out the axe because it's time that you get 86
Playin' these scrubs in nightclubs they legendary
I'm class and everybody else is secondary

But don't you worry, all these brothers got vision blurry
to fix your cateracts with the fattest tracks
Keep it with screws, roll with tight tools
And now you missin' and your face is on tonight's

So pay your dues, don't nobody make it
You heard the singleand you that it was overwrite
No, 'cause I can do it to you time
Me and Butter Wolf gotta run 'em lines

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