Luyện nghe bài hát Wanted (on The Run)

Wanted, 100 miles and
the rain and the sunnin', when them feed folks comin'
Keep your head up youngin', keep ya heads up youngin'
The give your head up youngin'

Listen, flip your contacts, stay like contacts
head's open for a contract
Can't go where mom at, the last place you wanna bring the at
The first place gonna track I promise

Can't relax, but the calmest
Couple rules that play by, stay by, stay live
You keep boots on your laces tied
And troop on the late night if you play right, you stay right, right

You never play the day light, get on your tail
Never let see the break lights
me if you can when I'm dippin' from the cops
Mr. Gingerbread falling victim of the fox

Dead or

Dead or

Wanted, but you can't stop
With a price on your head, be to gunnin'
Don't be scared the Red Coats comin' nigga
Stay underground and keep like Tugman

You can't sleep, not a peep, no
Man I sleeped about a 100 rest this summer
No stress when your dealin' with the
Waking up in cold sweats, scared of the rumblin'

Fuck it, just for the trouble
be shit scared nigga with your head undercovers
This not a broad threat, I got for 'em
On the steps two tecs, this is not a warnin'

they close like camera flash
When the hammer blast, put on your State camouflage
Crack the box or the avalanche, put on Montana mask
Get to clappin' like it's Pakistan, what strap, cause an accident
Make a traffic jam, dodge all the traps you can, runnin'

Dead or

Dead or

All you got to say is hide me, I free
I be, the one to change birth, S.S., or ID
(I got all that)
Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. Prop
No Roc, dock, in case you need an IV

No more Bent', Accord money, 420
Schemes can't afford money, money yous money
Whether 90 or the first degree, any murder in the degree
Well be the third degree, and they looking for the

If you Merc the G, perfectly, you'll be in surgery
Take the seed out the nursery, nurse him at the
Give 'em desert, that where he deserve to be
And I went through personally, certainly

3-2 for burglary, now it was to me
So play us in no way, know way
up the roadways, A.C. and O.J
Read the paper, and OJ

Call CD of the O'Jays
a gypsy caps, risky all the chips we had
45 flee-flicker, we niggaz, hit the gas
When the operation go stale, ain't no

I did my whole on bail
(That's the )
I got you mac mittens, I send them a black
Attached to Mac spitten, I can't go prison

Dead or

Dead or