Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Yeah, niggas want to talk in the muthafucking room
I got something for motherfucking ass, check it out

Rampage I'm coming express through your
In the Lex-GS, talking BS
My is still flooded, 850 for the budget

I'm Rugged, cats get gutted, then stab
Send their rusty ass to the lab
You's a crab, I mines off the top like Fab

Hit you a jab for the 98
one in billboard with the triangle shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, you cats get scrape
Rampage the great

Better run for for it's too late

You we got it locked way out of state

Now whose the to come ice the cake
Put it through everybody on my license
(Aight)
Mc's then got a rap chick fiending
(Fiending)
Celine type
(Creaming)

Make them rappers poof them crackers did Keenen
I run that, waiting on mine like I'm the LL comeback
Wack rappers crawled out from
Now you souped 'cuz you slithered up the pole

Squad affiliate of of Time-Warner
Send all you punks back to the corner

run for cover for it's too late

You know we got it locked way out of

Now Baby take the safety off hold

There's alot of fake cats jump in their mans Rolls
Come to my with these fake wallos
Turqoise hid invoiced plans to blow

See me backstage with the gauge my pantsleg
Hand suits contracts is in the briefcase
Life negotiate so when I split pies

I'm sexing your dime, flow for batteling rhymes
some crime
Now I split your time
(What? What?)
Get your shit pushed back like these recline
(Yeah)

Better run for for it's too late

You know we got it locked way out of

Sliff Star on my scully tipping my brim
(Uh, huh)
Stand on the street corner scuffing up my
off my jacket
Pack the four fith 'cause a
(Thats right)

Freaky fella, Jimmy
(Wha?)
a sucka
had it
(Ha)

Contradiction,
False Richard Nixon
Bouncing and switching the lanes all up in the
Here's a fifty for twenty dollars of gas gimme my

Better run for cover for it's too

You know we got it locked way out of

Better run for for it's too late

You know we got it way out of state

Hey, it's the worlds international, sinner irational
(Ha)
Nigga who dance with wolves, masterful bash
axles peel out in black fords
Splatter on dashports, start anthrax wars

See's cast task force die on a cross
(Ha)
July 4th your hands off
(Blaaoow)
Special
Jam 'cause with ghetto
When I'm killabrese of
Last name heard it the grapevine

Killing blood millineum bug
United divide with hate crimes
Roll eyes, in the concrete jungle of hell
While Lord have stays, like the son of Jorel

You know we got it way out of state

Better run for for it's too late

You know we got it way out of state

I be the nigga, the quick to bust your ass niggas
Do anything in this world to get the niggas
I might even get mad and even niggas
Rob them and get away in a car and crash

What's the world do when I drop the smash nigga?
Iron all in your don't make me pull the trigga
Another reason for me to to poor my own swigga

I was posing for word up but a Fed took my picture
Surgeon general I the underneath
The ask for shit beef, the worlds greatest thief
Brick hardcore smash your front teeth

it straight, giving their mother mad grief
Rob a nigga him down leave him in his briefs
Do so dirt, the priest asked me to turn another leaf
Made the priest flip change his belief
Started wilding in the club with niggas starting beef, act fool