Luyện nghe bài hát Run for It

I be up wit da glock toy
You can stop, boy
You heard I'm off tha block, boy
chop, boy

Off in ya cut is where I'm
fo' sprayin'
Soon as I see yo and hand
I ain't wit dat

My showed me how to play it in a situation
My daddy tol' me I ain't wit outta occupation
So, I the game, bust yo' head if you said my name
I had some of deez scared I came

I kno' niggaaz out tha Nolia that'll ride fo' me
I kno' some niggaz solja dat a die fo' me
T.C., L.T., and six
Oh, you want some of dat fire dope you can score in da

You disrespectin' my 'cuz you keep comin' short
I might hitcha wit dat 'cuz you need to be taught
You keep showing yo teeth 'cuz you it's a joke
You mus thank deez bullets ain't and you ain't gon' git smoke

Now, if ya at dat line and dem boyz gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem boyz 'bout ta
You run for it, run for it, run

If ya ain't strap but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a money brotha
You run for it, run for it, run
(Who me?)

I be in all sometimes
Sometimes, I be out trees in camouflage
Me and Juvenile got two keys we 'bout ta
Dem boyz playin' wit da upt, well, dey to die
Man, it's that

It's a tragedy when you can me
Heard I run in houses, don't put it me
Hell, boy, you betta tell deez niggaz
Fo' I up and try ta kill deez niggaz

You don't want my stress
I be back in 2 hummers and 5
Wa, my big brother
Tol' me not to eva nigga screw me

me if I eva did he would do me
Gave me two guns and me round dey shootin'
And then start runnin'
niggaz on tha block started actin' like a woman
Tha 4-foot stranger in ya area

Load it up, it in
Cock it back, pop it out, we
I'll run in a busta spot
I'll sit on a porch, I'll sleep on a busta block
Apply five and let go

Bang, Lil' cowards playin', get hurt
Motha-flirk see I curse but'll wet up yo shirt
Look all my see me comin'
All my peugh be runnin'

Now, if ya at dat second and dem boyz gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem boyz ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya gotta strap but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a cash brotha
You run for it, run for it, run

You thank I'm somthin', Lil Woo dey', I ain't trippin'
Tha started last week and dem niggaz still be hittin'
Two children got killed and a ol' got hit
Look, I'm ta git tha fuck 'cuz I ain' got no time fo' dis shit

Now, you could be through and runnin' to a gun if you feel
they ain't gon' do you shit 'cuz ya real
I won't wanna be witcha when happening either
I probably be some ducked off takin' a nap wit my people

I'd rather see it on T.V. I see it in person
And having my fucking' head hurtin' when dem be burstin'
I bet if yo' beef see ya, he ain't gon' fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to ja face fo' ya dog

A 2nd and round dem clubs, ain't no place fo' ya dog
Dem same niggaz you come up wit ya dog
I see 'em comin' wit choppers and I they gon' bust
Lil' Wayne hol' up, we kiting out nuff'

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem boyz ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya gotta strap but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a cash money
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya at dat second line and dem boyz gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in some beef and dem 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya gotta strap but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got into it wit a cash brotha
You run for it, run for it, run

Ya run for it, run for it
Ya run for it, run for it
Ya run for it, run for it
Go git cha gun for it, gun for it

Ya run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Get cha gun for it , gun for it, gun
Get cha gun for it, gun for it