Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

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

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

I'm rugged, get gutted, rhyme then stab
their rusty ass friend to the lab
You's a crab, I take mines off the top Fab
Hit you a jab for the '98

one in Billboard with the triangle shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you get scrape
Rampage, the great

What? Better run for for it's too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?

Now whose the chick to ice the cake
Put it through everybody on my license
(Aight)
Ripping MCs, then got a rap fiending
(Fiending)
type creaming
(Creaming)
Make them rappers poof like them crackers did

Meaning I run that, on mine like I'm the LL comeback
Wack rappers out from holes
Now you souped 'cuz you slithered up the pole
Flipmode Squad affiliate of, of Time,
all you punks back to decorate the corner

Better run for cover for it's too late,
You we got it locked way out of state, what?

Now Baby Sham take the off hold

There's a lot of fake cats that jump in their Rolls
to my show with these fake wallos
Turquoise hid invoiced with plans to
See me backstage with the gauge my pants leg

suits, contracts is in the briefcase
Life negotiate, so when I split these
I'm sexing your
Flow for flow, rhymes
Talking some crime, now I gotta split your
(What, what?)
Get shit pushed back like these seats recline
(Yeah)

Better run for for it's too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?

Sliff throw on my scully, tipping my brim
(Uh, huh)
Stand on the corner scuffing up my Timbs
Take off my jacket, pack the four fifth, cause a
(That's right)
Freaky fella, swaggert, kill a sucka, brothers had it
(Wha? Ha)

Contradiction,
False leadership, Richard
and switching the lanes, all up in the Range
Here's a fifty for twenty dollars of gas, my change

run for cover for it's too late, what?
You we got it locked way out of state, what?
run for cover for it's too late, what?
You know we got it way out of state, what?

Hey, it's the famous international, sinner irrational
(Ha)
Nigga who dance with wolves, masterful skulls
Crack axles out in black Fords
Splatter brains on dashboards, anthrax wars

Seize like task force, die on a cross
(Ha)
July 4th, blow hands off
(Blaow)
delivery
Jam 'cause with ghetto misery when I'm breeds of canine
Last name, heard it the grapevine

Killing your millennium bug
States divide with hate crimes
Roll snake eyes in the concrete of hell
While Lord have, stays super like the son of

What? You know we got it locked way out of state,
Better run for for it's too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

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

What's the gonna do when I drop the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, make me pull the trigga
Another for me to have to poor my own swigga
Thought I was for word up but a Fed took my picture

Surgeon I represent the underneath
The ask for shit beef, the greatest fucking thief
layer, hardcore, smash your front teeth
Wilding it straight, their mother mad grief

Rob a nigga, him down, leave him in his briefs
Do so much dirt, the priest asked me to turn another
Made the priest flip, change his belief
Started in the club with them niggas starting beef
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