Luyện nghe bài hát Ahhh

Uh-huh, yeah, Yo, yo
Aiyyo I seen Run the chrome spinnin'
the Knicks in the back of the 6
Pulled up on the like, "Who's winnin'?"

said, "Me since eighty-three, get it right"
Politely flashed his Roley, then dipped to the
Next night seen him on stage some platinum shells
baguettes on the side that spelled, "Raising Hell"

I said, "Run the crowd yell like you 'em well"
Then he to ask Bertha Dell, who the hell?
Oh well, I I was done bein' impressed
Until my man called me up and me listen to Flex

I ain't what to do, it was like Run was sunnin' everybody
But then again the was true
must want him gone, hoppin' on chrome
Sayin' the kings, please, you kept the seat warm

Ain't nobody better this twenty year veteran
Even as a Reverend, hotter than you ever
It don't matter who the hell you are
The of all cats or the biggest of stars

Tryin' to doubt these three, you the law
They the kings, y'all in awe, that's real paw

Like ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the

Yo, Rev. Run, run the block, the Dat'
Flow is hot, don't need no gun to
I'm sick of Vidal, brother tried to get me to fall
I'm it raw, even in the thick of it all

Run laps around cats, I hate DAT's
Since way back, great tracks, I lace raps
Yo face that, before you catch bats
From numerous with Run-D.M.C. on they hats

You ain't no show 'til your album out
The label don't wanna spend money yo what's about?
No clout, had to settle for a fake
While my catalog bigger than your bank

No doubt, I'm the all time fo' sho'
Rev. Run comin' through and niggaz in awe

Like ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man droppin' gems
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout the ends

Ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the 'bout stackin' the ends

Yo Run remember that at the light in the back of the 6?
Yeah, I was mad the Knicks lost, I got a new
Yeah, I see, the Bentley Arnage, the four doors
What is that, for horse?

Nah son, for more
I see you've been peepin me for quite time
Yo my bad
Ain't a thing, nigga I you rhyme

Yo what a nigga gotta do to be like you?
A nigga like me ain't got a
First first I DJ, Run all the rappers
Actors, they status

But they can't this
Since "Krush Groove" you makin' them papes
A lot of rap movies been made since but of them fake
Thanks for the compliment kid, now BACK in your car
the Reverand leavin niggaz in awe, that's real paw

Like ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends

Ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the kid's stackin' the ends

Ahhh, done did it again
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout the ends

Ahhh, Dunn done did it
Ahhh, pad hit the pen
Ahhh, man they gems
Ahhh, the kid's 'bout stackin' the