Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Catch Me Runnin

Verse

Stay in school was the motto, but I'd hit lotto
Swallow a shot of tequila but leave the worm in the
In the with a BAC of .13
And when my voice hits the mic I Spit like Beat Street
I lounge a clique, thick as the '93 Freaknik
a beadie, flippin the script like a hermaphrodite
So choose your weapon if ya got beef,
Cause we can take it to the looseleaf sheets or concrete
Cause Ras not strapped is LL without a hat
Syntax attacks, head cracks, they know Horowitz would strike back
The night I got dice accidentally on money's Nikes
He tried to break fool and threw a glass full of ice to the fight
But didn't know who heads
I got ??? like Ricky Randall takin the legs off
ya lose, he got punked for his shoes
Cause just like BB King I'm givin the blues

Times is hard, is frontin' but they ain't about nothin'
So ya won't catch me (x4)

Verse

I step through crews as if they was
Been inside of more vaginas than a diaphragm, so I give a damn
Kid, I am the man that you you are
5'5" and throwing hooks like
Servin' these kids like pediatrics, practice the
And suckers cover your head, just a prophylactic does
Thought he wasn't he was gettin' retarted
Rented a truck when the LA riot started
Slid my brother a buck, and ducks duck
The buck-buck, boo-ya, who ya
will be stylin' when Cali is an island (FAT!!!)
It's my fault, my shake Brooklyn to Vegas
The on lyrics ya plates like San Andreas
Would be rumblin', you're not for my fly type of genre
I'll rock your world ugly Wanda

Verse (LP Version):

Now talks and bullshit walks in the street on the daily
And pull my strings like a ukelele, but
I lust ruckus like I used to Halle Berry
But now I bat motherfuckers like Dave Justice
Must bust
Because he's
1 time brother tried to step and thought the little guy was scar-ied
Tryin' to freak all up on the I was dancin' with like he's invincible
Not the ho was important but it's the principle
Involved, I said, "Yo this my lady pal"
The stupid nigga and said, "Well she my bitch too now"
So what can you do boys is men
Our self-image depends on the next scrimmage so I sin
Cause shalt not kill, but I tried my best
Left my fingerprints in his
I never understand why brothers try to act up on one
But if the is comin'
Fool, you catch me runnin'

Three (EP Version):

Stop your like its menopause the men all pause
Cramp your style P.M.S
Suckers for lumps in they chest
Like breast
My stanza gets from Reverend Calvin Butts
but he suck my diction, dictation is ridiculous
indicative of
Today's four letter words were standard english 1066
and ignorance is
So as I sag my Ralph Lauren
Walking into lyrical
I'm niggas off the map
See more stars astronomy
Not near one can me
Thougts like two Melendez brothers
word to the father and the mother