Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Yeah, niggas want to shit in the muthafucking room
I got something for motherfucking ass, check it out

Rampage, I'm coming express through your
In the Lex GS, stop BS
My is still flooded
850 for the

I'm rugged, cats get gutted, rhyme stab
Send rusty ass friend to the lab
You's a crab, I take mines off the top Fab
Hit you a jab for the '98

one in Billboard with the triangle shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get
Rampage, Alexander the

What? Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Now whose the chick to come ice the
Put it through on my license plate
(Aight)
MCs, then got a rap chick fiending
(Fiending)
Celine creaming
(Creaming)
Make them rappers like them crackers did Keenen

Meaning I run that, on mine like I'm the LL comeback
Wack rappers crawled out from
Now you souped 'cuz you slithered up the pole
Flipmode Squad affiliate of, of Time,
Send all you back to decorate the corner

run for cover for it's too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?

Now Sham take the safety off hold

There's a lot of fake cats that jump in their Rolls
Come to my show these fake wallos
Turquoise hid invoiced with to blow
See me backstage the gauge upholds my pants leg

Handmade suits, is in the briefcase
negotiate, so when I split these pies
I'm sexing dime
for flow, battling rhymes
Talking some crime, now I split your time
(What, what?)
Get your pushed back like these seats recline
(Yeah)

Better run for cover for too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?

Sliff Star throw on my scully, my brim
(Uh, huh)
on the street corner scuffing up my Timbs
Take off my jacket, pack the four fifth, a racket
(That's right)
Freaky fella, swaggert, kill a sucka, brothers had it
(Wha? Ha)

Contradiction,
False leadership, Richard
Bouncing and the lanes, all up in the Range
Here's a fifty for twenty dollars of gas, my change

Better run for for it's too late, what?
You know we got it way out of state, what?
Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Hey, it's the world's famous international, sinner
(Ha)
who dance with wolves, masterful bash skulls
Crack peel out in black Fords
Splatter brains on dashboards, start anthrax

Seize cast task force, die on a cross
(Ha)
July 4th, blow hands off
(Blaow)
delivery
Jam 'cause with ghetto misery when I'm killa breeds of
Last name, it through the grapevine

Killing your blood bug
United States with hate crimes
Roll snake eyes in the concrete of hell
While Lord have, stays like the son of Jor-el

You know we got it locked way out of state, what?
Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it way out of state, what?

I be the nigga, the quick to bust your ass, niggas
Do anything in this to get the cash, niggas
I even get mad and even slash niggas
Rob them and get away in a car and niggas

What's the world do when I drop the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, make me pull the trigga
Another reason for me to have to my own swigga
Thought I was for word up but a Fed took my picture

Surgeon I represent the underneath
The ask for beef, the world's greatest fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash front teeth
Wilding it straight, giving their mother mad

Rob a nigga, strip him down, leave him in his
Do so much dirt, the priest asked me to turn leaf
the priest flip, change his whole belief
Started wilding in the club them niggas starting beef
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