Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

No crooked cops, my pocket or my peoples cause they evil to my people
Fuck procedure, hope that ass can spell illegal and seizure
Banged before, forgettin, go 'head start, all your crap
and get a boot a lawsuit and a news conference at eleven
stops, how often? Tri day before last week (word?)
Always tryin to pull me over on these ass streets
Gave the war two blocks, two middle fingers my nigga
Mr. Fuck-a-Cop Tupac so fuck them mug shots you got
My Boo stops for nathin, know Bonnie and Clyde
If that was then there'll be no Texas you Tommy's inside
Chasin got that badge and know you runnin the place
But that ain't NAR' a fuckin reason to have guns in my face
And your attitude's, like you ain't no had no (go jerk off)
Shit, get your sights, get off that shit
Let's some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, we done, I got my niggaz on the run

I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be niggaz on the run, I the one!

Hardcore on my block just I'm black
Cause I'm superstar you pull me out of my car
Well I'm not knowin what they put in yo' ear
The only I'm transportin is my Naughty hear
I don't sell no mo', but still I make fast dough
by records by the millions, what you question me fo'?
my plates, registration, and insurance thus far
L-X fo'-seventy's my car
So next time you think about, pullin Uncle Vinnie
I'ma call Dan Nolan, sue your whole city

Let's have some fun, one on one, the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, we done, I got my niggaz on the run

I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll be niggaz on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run, I ain't the one!

So you won't, the Illy nones
Like I fucked your bitches, grudge
Yeah protect and serve that ass, a billy club
Go the way, to get rid of ya, political riddle ya
with me I'll turn you to a traffic ticketer
To put it plain I'm SICK of ya, cherry tops are
bones and ligments, can't fix it, so dig shit
To niggaz ig'nant, and in crap, like pig shit
that's just a fragment, of what they invent, to shit
Years handed, for Joe, left by Judy with the booty crew
but they blame the game Suzy the snooty two (who?)
The Blockout Thugs the hoochie crew, shit I keep my uzi too
Who the fuck are you to tell a rules?
I got for those droppin a loss
And somethin else for all you pullin me out of my car
have some fun, one on one, bite the badge, drop the gun
You did the same, we done, I got my niggaz on the run

I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
just be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run
I ain't the one! that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll be niggaz on the run
I the one! Fuck that! Get up, ah get up, no get down!
We'll just be on the run, I ain't the one!