Luyện nghe bài hát Wanted (on The Run)

Wanted, 100 and runnin'
Through the rain and the sunnin', when them feed comin'
your head up youngin', gotta keep ya heads up youngin'
The give your head up youngin'

Listen, flip your contacts, stay like contacts
Your head's for a contract
Can't go where mom at, the place you wanna bring the dram at
The first place gonna track I promise

relax, but remain the calmest
Couple rules your play by, stay by, stay live
You keep your boots on laces tied
And only troop on the late night if you right, you stay right, right

You never play the day light, jakes get on your
Never let them see the lights
Catch me if you can I'm dippin' from the cops
Mr. never falling victim of the fox

Dead or

Dead or

Wanted, but you can't runnin'
With a price on your head, be prepared to
Don't be scared like the Red Coats nigga
Stay and keep runnin' like Tugman

You sleep, not a peep, no slumber
Man I sleeped a 100 hours rest this summer
No stress when dealin' with the running
Waking up in sweats, pissed scared of the rumblin'

it, just prepare for the trouble
Don't be shit scared nigga with your head
This not a broad threat, I got for 'em
On the steps with two tecs, is not a warnin'

Nigga they close like flash
When the hammer blast, put on State Prop camouflage
Crack the box or the avalanche, put on Montana mask
Get to clappin' like Pakistan, what every strap, cause an accident
Make a traffic jam, dodge all the you can, keep runnin'

Dead or

Dead or

All you got to say is hide me, I free
I be, the one to your birth, S.S., or ID
(I got all that)
Ain't no more hangin' the Y.G. State Prop
No Roc, private dock, in you need an IV

No more Bent', Accord money, 420
Schemes can't afford money, money yous money
Whether 90 or the first degree, any murder in the degree
be the third degree, and they looking for the perjury

If you Merc the G, perfectly, you'll be in surgery
Take the out the nursery, nurse him at the precinct
Give 'em desert, ain't where he deserve to be
And I went through this personally,

3-2 for burglary, now it was to me
So play us in no way, know way
up the roadways, A.C. and O.J
Read the paper, and OJ

Call CD of the O'Jays
a gypsy caps, risky all the chips we had
45 flee-flicker, we niggaz, hit the gas
When the operation go stale, ain't no

I did my whole album on
(That's the )
I got you mac mittens, I them a black ribbon
Attached to Mac spitten, I can't go prison

Dead or

Dead or