Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Miles And Running

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

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

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

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

You Where 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 when everybody was suitin' up
Back on the block, gettin' it in, wasn't no you with us

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

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

6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six eighty six, trans
Might while the engine run
tell ya rider give me one more chance
Hear them 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 will pop, on ya own

Well, a nigga, tell 'em niggas that's like the biblical
back, turn assault like the sin is in
Most of ya heartless and self-centered
Me and me Shaq

Set up ya 'cuz you jealous nigga, the heat back
you never left, I ever rep, cops watch every step
Six and running dodgin' every trap, the rap gingerbread man
Cheer us up, you precious breath, State P the attack

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

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 poppin'
And my album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

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

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

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

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' growlin' stomachs