Luyện nghe bài hát Runnin Man

I think it's now, yeah
Ayy, I do the man
Yeah, ayy, ayy, might do the runnin' man,
Huh, what, yeah, ayy

I the boy off of bags, damn he can't get money now
He mad, I'm sittin' laughin', hah, I think funny now
Boy I blew a whole hundred bands
In the I sold a hundred grams
Damn, y'all sold one hundred
Hit the and do the runnin' man
man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man
I go and do the runnin' man
Call the plug and hit him the runnin' man
man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man
I might go and do the man
Call the plug and hit him the runnin' man

I did the man on the plug
I did the runnin' man with the
Don't do no runnin' man no thugs
Take off the gizzy and 'em slugs
Your bitch give me and I dipped on her
Boy crazy, a brick on him
so much that I slipped on him
Bro get me a toilet, I on him
I'm rocking Guccis like Nikes
No you can't fight me, bro I got choppers me
these bitches like nothin'
Fuckin' your girl, I might got your mama me
And boy when you see me you better shootin'
You know that I come with the with me
And no this ten, no this ain't twenty
Boy I got drums and it's fifty me

I took the boy off of bags, damn he get money now
He mad, I'm laughin', hah, I think it's funny now
Boy I blew a whole hundred bands
In the trap I sold a hundred
Damn, sold one hundred grams?
Hit the plug and do the man
man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man
I go and do the runnin' man
Call the plug and hit him with the man
man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man
I might go and do the man
the plug and hit him with the runnin' man

I did the man with the bales
Run up benjamins on the scale
For the Lucci, yeah they wish me
up a deuce in the wishing well
Yeah, yeah, narcotics, I got the
on the brick with the remedy
Drop off my top I'm Kennedy
Yeah, runnin' man, Mr. Blue
I pour Wock, and that TEC on my
In the trap with that Bobby and
trap, I might send you a missile
Run off on the plug, shoot through his
Mad at Longway, I sleep with his
We rock 'em and we remix 'em
I'm Longway, the plug, the

I took the boy off of bags, damn he get money now
He mad, I'm sittin' laughin', hah, I it's funny now
Boy I done blew a hundred bands
In the I sold a hundred grams
Damn, y'all sold one hundred
Hit the plug and do the man
man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man
I go and do the runnin' man
Call the and hit him with the runnin' man
Runnin' man, man, damn, I do the runnin' man
I might go and do the man
Call the and hit him with the runnin' man