Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

Go big baby
Soulja Slim's in this mothafucker with Da Hound girttown and C mothafucking Murder
what
I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and mothafucking pennies
getting real

[Soulja

Its the glock born shooter so respect him don't him
But check him, quick to bullets off in your intersection
You better ask some body bout Soulja Slim I murdered them
and I keep it cocked at all come look at him
I'm inviting you to
You best to be a
One that miss I'm TRU to this I've been raised
blues an shit I trained for combatBust back as I react
On every attack so niggaz keep your mouths
And eyes
My trigger itching to be stroking
and hoping
One of you niggaz build ya'll nuts up to try me
Last done it bloody body
Him get by me, why me
A soldier has a backround of murders and robbery
That shit that to be my hobby
Never do it sloppy, make the job well
Get rid of the weapon get a new gun
I'm on the run

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I'm on the run, so all you bitch niggaz me alone
I'm on the run, ducking 2 to the dome

It ain't no limit to the mothafucking bitches we
My tank bout to make the world blow up
We get rowdy in the club, so me some love
Its been 2 years I possessed some drugs
Nigga hard is a thing of the past
Give me 2 keys and I'm give you back cash
I'm a til I'm dead, ball til I fall
I won't rest til put my name on the wall
TRU niggaz gone ride, playa haters die
Cause dolllars and cents only the strong survive
With bulletproof and multiple pistols
With gold tanks and multiple missles
I'ma bust until I bust no more
The Magnolia, Girttown the Calliope
I'ma No Limit Soldier be some soldiers too
I represent them killers cause they in my

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[Da

I just hit the streets my beer
Them niggaz know time it is
Clear up the streets bitches put your kids
Shit I'm out like a gangsta did
Mothafuckers get it how ya live
Shit were you niggaz was were you here
Take a short vacation and niggaz struck
Fuck I'm bout to break it to the nitty gritty
Nigga act shitty I'ma 'em back to the days of nitty
Give me a Bud, pop the lid a swig
Give me the other bud, a spliff take a hit
I leave 'em how I left 'em down and out
about, happy more than a smith n wesson
I took my pistol I struck it to the
I want go buck about a 100 fucking rounds
Plus I the poi and fucking furl
I'm a broke off that 11500 fuck that
give me the wig watch me split it ya dig
Too many niggaz ain't pretty but this is
I got to do 'em my cousin Dave do
den we tap dem lights hey you
Catch the ground up the shit pistol whip
I be around fuck don't let me catch a slip

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