Luyện nghe bài hát Run the Line

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

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

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

Let me show you what I claim, I'm my thang
But everybody out in Cali don't
You better open up them and get out my face
Give me some space, break out them old Nikes

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

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Heaven forbid, I rip kids, get face blown
Bring 'em in packs, and I rip 'em by the caseload
Ready on contact for that contract
Flash these lyrics and for mic-combat

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

this mic, you can praise it if you need to
Should've been there when brother really needed you
It's too late, had to blast off 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 rhymes the toughin'-up
No gun chatter on the platter 'cause it doesn't
Me and the Wolf collaborate to make it fatter

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

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

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

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

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

So pay your dues, don't make it overnight
You heard the singleand you thought that it was
No, 'cause I can do it to you every
Me and Butter Wolf gotta run 'em lines

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