Luyện nghe bài hát Run (The Pillage)

Crack backs heavy on the all night
At the site we hung tight
Three o'clock in the night ounces of dirty kicks
gets low in the street yo
Tough times nickels thats bigger than dimes, you the flavor
Ruff city ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin pretty

New be poppin' the cork on crime look at the nine
in the court house oh, shit whats mine
Two to four three to nine benatoned it
We all ran grams, you outta luck
Young bucks carrying gats, stay fat for
We all slipped the po-nig nobody bust

Freeze, we in the breeze with the
Nobody drop the or they fronts
Meet on the look off the front play low
Watch out for thats how it go
in the whip, we not lag it though, run for the gusto
Peep and Brown comin' around dippin' the logo
Run if you ever got on you son

You a run, be off the set, bounce on the projects
Cease vick, weed in your piss and parole gotsta have it
Slide like a move quick this is it
Hang jump from the escape, I made it
Drop the clip fingerprints all on it, ah those bullets
I'm losin' my pants, I advance in my speed, succeed in my
Dance on 'em, and I fucked up whip, my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit

One twentieth tried to my whole click
Run! These black boys that take
Don't cop out the shit, the three six and you add that shit
Run! If you ever a nice size gun
Run! If you sell to your dun
Run! Be the fuck out word God run

Between two cars we park, got sparked
In the heads scramble at the six ooh
Spy's lookin' at you one two too
How you roll what you let me see you
Nah fuck you, if you wasn't a cop I might bust you, I don't you
Coppers lust over my crew, forget a

We in the plaza to jerk through
Three sixty with the waves modern day slave
First one to peel, not real
Plant that as a of fact we crack 'em down
Us against brown, run fast like you ran
look back push the Acc on the sidewalk
Crash, toss the and tear ass
Zig zag till you reach your

Run! If you sell to your dun
Run! Be the fuck out word to God run

Me and the God back to back one five
With the four five survive shit
You just came though I remember your face
Even though I you rollin' there bowlin' in green kid
This will get you rocked, knocked if you don't run
Don't grab my jacket don't get the off, break north
Or go to jail, life is strife, on the block it's too hot

You got my man shot, run
We wylin on Staten it's one thing bein' in the bing
And not smilin' on the gate it's too
Fate held you over, jakes for snakes
The white rover, with the plates burn Gee street
Comin' outta state, see me in the drivers seat
Coolin' without the I.D., not me
to the God, D I V I N E

Run! If you sell to the dun
Run! If you a nice size gun
Run! If you to still have fun
Run! Be the fuck out word God run

Run run