Luyện nghe bài hát Run This Town

Feel it in the air (Yeah)
And the screams from (Yeah)
I'm to the thrill (I'm ready)
It's a love affair (What's up, c'mon)
Can't be when it goes down
Got a problem, me now (What's up)
Only thing that's on my (Whats up)
Is who's gonna run this tonight (What's up)
Is who's gonna run this town (What's up)
We gonna run town

We are, I said it, we are,
This is Roc Nation, your allegiance
Get ya'll black tees on, all black
Black cards, cars, all black everything
And our are blackbirds, ridin' with they Dillingers
I'd get more in depth, if you boys real enough
This is la familia, explain later
But for now let me get back to paper, I'm a couple bands down
And I'm tryin' to get
I gave the other grip, I lost a flip for five
Yeah I'm talkin' five comma's, six zeros, dot here it go,
Back to runnin' circles niggas, now we squared up, hold up

Life's a but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't
So I keep doin' my own
tall against the rain (What's up)
Victory's the mile,
there, don't give up now (What's up)
Only thing that's on my
Is who's gon' run town tonight (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy, (What's up)
Is whos run this town tonight?

We are, yeah I it we are,
You can me Caesar, in a dark Czar
follow the leader, So Eric B. we are
Microphone fiend, it's the of the God, peace God
(Ah! Ah!) And ain't fresher, I'm in Mason
Margiela,
On the tape we're screamin' fuck the side, they jealous
We got a banquet for the broads, they got a table for of
And they spending no cake
They throw they hand in,
they ain't got no spades
My whole got dough
So my banquette is like millionaires' row

a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't (What's up)
So I keep doin' my own
Walkin' tall against the
Victory's the mile (What's up)
Almost there, give up now
thing that's on my mind
Is who run this town tonight (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy,
Is who's gon' run town tonight?

crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow
To on your dick, no homo
I my whole family whips, no Volvo's
time I'm in church, please no photos
Police escorts, passports
This the life everybody ask for
This a fast life, we are on a crash
What you I rap for, to push a fucking Rav-4?
But I know that if I stay
All these girls only gonna one thing
I spend my whole life good will hunting
Only good gon' is as good when I'm coming
She got a ass that'll up a g-string
And up top, uh, two bee
And I'm beasting, off the
And my nigga just it out the precinct
We give a about the drama that you do bring
I'm just to change the color on your mood ring
Reebok, baby, you need to some new things
Have you ever had shoes without strings?
What's that Baby, these heels
Is that a What?
Baby, wheels
You trippin' when you ain't sippin', a refill
You feelin' like you runnin', Now you know how we feel, (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey hey, (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey,
Hey hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey,
We gonna run this tonight!

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