Luyện nghe bài hát Run (The Pillage)

Crack backs heavy on the cash all
At the drug we hung tight
o'clock in the night ounces of coke dirty kicks
Money gets low in the yo
Tough times nickels thats bigger than dimes, you know the
Ruff city ain't nothin sweet kid ain't nothin pretty

New York be poppin' the cork on look at the nine
Summertime in the house oh, shit whats mine
Two to four three to benatoned it what
We all ran coke grams, you luck
Young carrying gats, stay fat for what
We all slipped through the po-nig nobody

Freeze, we in the breeze the blunts
Nobody drop the trees or they
on the roof look off the front play low
Watch out for po-po how it go
Three in the whip, we not lag it though, run for the
Peep Marcel and comin' around dippin' the logo
Run if you got somethin' on you son

You best a run, be off the set, on the projects
another vick, weed in your piss and parole gotsta have it
Slide like a rabbit move quick is it
Hang jump from the fire escape, I it
Drop the clip fingerprints all on it, ah fuck bullets
I'm losin' my pants, I advance in my speed, succeed in my
Dance on 'em, and I up whip, make my heart skip
Caught up in the drug traffic I astounded by the outfit

One twentieth tried to knock my whole
Run! These black boys that take
Don't cop out the shit, take the three six and you add shit
Run! If you ever pack a nice gun
Run! If you sell to your dun
Run! Be the fuck out word God run

Between two cars we park, pepper got
In the dark heads at the six ooh
lookin' at you one two lookin' too
How you roll you stole let me see you
Nah you, if you wasn't a cop I might bust you, I don't trust you
Coppers lust my crew, forget a curfew

We gather in the plaza to jerk
Three sixty with the crime waves day slave
First one to peel, it's not
Plant as a matter of fact we crack 'em down
Us against brown, run fast you ran track
look back push the Acc on the sidewalk
Crash, toss the and tear ass
Zig zag till you your stash

Run! If you sell drugs to dun
Run! Be the out word to God run hard

Me and the God back to back one five
With the five survive that shit
You just even though I remember your face
Even though I seen you rollin' there bowlin' in kid
This cream will get you rocked, if you don't run
Don't grab my jacket don't get the fuck off, north
Or go to jail, life is strife, on the block it's too hot

You got my man shot, run
We wylin on Island it's one thing bein' in the bing
And not smilin' on the gate too late
Fate held you over, runnin' for snakes
The white rover, with the plates down Gee street
Comin' from state, see me in the drivers seat
without the I.D., it's not me
to the God, D I V I N E

Run! If you sell to the dun
Run! If you pack a size gun
Run! If you to still have fun
Run! Be the fuck out word God run

Run run