Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Miles And Running

Yeah, is back
Em the B the
It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, go

8 miles and running, got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs
But I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or
People I would amount to nothin' that I had talent for nothin'

Said I would succumb to violence or be by your gunmen
I just hear the folks now, "He got what he had coming"
Now that my album's comin' everybody's smilin'
something, claimin' that they done something for him

Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole
they been runnin' and tellin' everybody like Martin Lawrence
'Bout how hot my rap was before I was who I was
that they threw it up before I threw it up

You what? was you before I blew this up?
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was us
I didn't see you in all black everybody was suitin' up
Back on the block, gettin' it in, there no you with us

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin'

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th album comin', a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six thousand six, trans
Might shift while the run
Anyone tell ya rider give me one chance
them smokers screamin' one more gram so I'ma bring 'em one

Homie, son, and my pop, close to my momma
toasters for drama, mix a lot with my son
My son and he learnin' a lot
That's when them toasters will the burners pop, brain on ya own

Well, a nigga, tell 'em niggas that's like the scripture
Look back, assault like the sin is in
Most of ya heartless and like
Me and me Shaq

Set up ya brother you jealous nigga, the heat back
Like you never left, I ever rep, watch every step
Six miles and running every trap, the rap gingerbread man
us up, you precious breath, State P the second attack

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs,
6 miles and runnin', got my fist poppin'
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin'

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

Back when nobody would found he had talent, would sign me
Nobody believed in me, nobody but blindly
But how can she deny me? Me being the youngest
To up outta her tummy, she got nothin' but love for me

niggas would want me, the industry shunned me
That's why I'm takin' all the industry's money, revenge is sweet
We run this, is the illest, Free is the future
Bean's and is right now, we can see our 8 miles nigga

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th droppin'
And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand stomachs, Free
6 and runnin', got my fist strip poppin'
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

8 miles and runnin', got my 7th album
And my 8th album comin', a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
6 miles and runnin', got my fist poppin'
And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin'