Luyện nghe bài hát In The Long Run

'Cause in the run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash for more guns

in the long run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash just for guns

start the warfare

Yo, Ty Nitty, Air Ones call up my duns
Got more seeds on sesame buns
a body on the run
You want none, lump some

Exort niggas for lump sum no doubt
where that weed indeed
Havoc laced the track razor sharp, you

My whole mission, like a platoon take
Ain't goin' in if my clique get in
That's word to mines have you stressed like jail
Get loot up, no doubt I bail mines

Easy
straight up hit the mattress
Have you role just like a actress
My tactics leavin' niggas stuck doin' flips

I out take it to the gats
Fuck this rap shit, let my shine
my rhymes like a dime
Swollen wounds, head ass niggas

Yo, the one to be made into example
Nigga, you pop shit wit the wrong guys time

My Mobb'll get on top ya, ya
Like a fall guy you fell clown

Heard some four sound my '86 style now
Ten years later hold a firm ground
P thugly
Enter the wit something
For who wanna play gun, what up G?

I'll clap you stop in your tracks, how that?
Now analyze cats wit live nigga rap
You seen strapped, came all hype wit gats
Got juiced up, now Bishop think he thuggin' it black

Let's rap a taste, you get little head pinched off
Brooklyn touched you, then left you for Queens to off
Fuck a [unverified] Keith Murray and his whole
Yeah, you snuffed me in front of the cops, that
Told you come around the
No police and no witnesses, little to knowledge

You almost got but that's aright though
I'ma catch ya ass
You fuckin' immigrant for two cent
My Mobb shit you fuckin' Carlton Ave coward
The call for gray skies and gun showers

'Cause in the run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash for more guns

in the long run
We be on, son
on, son
Extra cash just for more