Luyện nghe bài hát Run the Line

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

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

Ready, unload with fat tracks from
Doin' my thang 16 in '86
Hey yo, sayin' 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 don't gangbang
You better open up them mic's and get out my
me some space, better break out them old Nikes

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

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

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

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

I keep it and always on the uppernut
Nigga, you soft and your rhymes need the
No gun on the platter 'cause it doesn't matter
Me and the Wolf just to make it fatter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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