Luyện nghe bài hát Run Up On

[Intro: BADA$$]
Yeah, run up on ya like
Probably run up on ya bitch

1: Joey BADA$$]
Lord, can I get a bad
High whip, be above the average
Headed north west, that two Kardashian
Type to me brain up in the red light traffic
And keep ya head up, that blasting
Face two stacks and then be back into action
No time to relax, I need someone to count this with
match with, give me what I'm askin'
The in the streets appear beast on that mattress
That's it, the only one I'm trying to mack with
But you could be a or fat (ass)et
How real is that ass miss? Bend that shit
Hit one backwood, crack the pussy a password
Bet that last word is master
Ask her, roll my rocker til I made astronaut
That's NASA thought, be that young fly, one
the seeds, please, but you can't catch me slipping, hon

[Hook: Varner]
So let's ride away
We die today
Got no time to
So just roll me, baby
or die
Always by side
Until the end of
Driving me

2: Joey BADA$$]
First thing's first, I,
all the honeys, mommies, the playboy bunnies
The hoes love me, get down before the
Just know shit could get ugly, but whether it rain or
Just worry, chinchillas in February
Vanilla, that's when you
the itinerary whenever it's necessary
Keep my baby straight, my lady lace
The Margiela to
Fool it's planned and everything is in control
So hit the gas and go
no sleep til Brooklyn, another beastie boy
And she just can't looking, she like it raw
Real spitter and all and the word of mouth
And let her sit in the jaw
I'm so nasty, please walk past me
So to grab it, I gotta have it
We could be living lavish so me, girl, right away
We could hit the bank then to the hideaway
Is you riding, riding me?
Is you
Is you riding, with me?
Is you

[Verse 3: Action
Getting head in the and not crashing it
Velour shorts set, half Arabic
I sit in dove room candle lit
Tell little mama it
Or you leave the sandals on and pull your skirt up
I really remember reading Up
Tiger Beat, see me on the cover soon, out posters
Hanging on your wall
I be fucking women half my age when I'm 44
Young skin, a winning
Hard dick, million dollar
These cheating refs calling on me
Break the fucking off in his ass, now hit the road, Jack
Hop off the bozack, the .44
You'll low jack to define your whole back
get down, you know that
Swimming and throwback
Yeah, you know