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 I'm layin'
fo' sprayin'
Soon as I see yo face and
I wit dat playin'

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

I kno' some niggaaz out tha that'll ride fo' me
I kno' some niggaz hollin' 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 mind 'cuz you keep short
I might hitcha wit dat iron 'cuz you need to be
You keep showing yo 'cuz you thank it's a joke
You mus thank deez bullets ain't real and you ain't git smoke

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 boyz ta come
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 it wit a cash money brotha
You run for it, run for it, run
(Who me?)

I be in all black
Sometimes, I be jumpin' out in camouflage
Me and Juvenile got two keys we ta ride
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, put it past me
Hell, look boy, you betta tell deez
Fo' I mask up and try ta kill deez

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

me if I eva did he would do me
Gave me two guns and sent me dey shootin'
And then they runnin'
Hardest niggaz on tha block started like a woman
Tha stranger in ya area bustin'

it up, slide it in
Cock it back, pop it out, we
[Incomprehensible] I'll run in a busta
I'll sit on a busta porch, I'll on a busta block
five and then let go

Bang, Lil' keep playin', get hurt
see I dont curse but'll wet up yo shirt
Look all my see me comin'
All my enemy's peugh be

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 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, 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

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

Now, you be comin' through and runnin' to a gun if you feel
That ain't gon' do you shit 'cuz ya real
I won't wanna be when it's happening either
I be some where ducked off takin' a nap wit my people

I'd rather see it on T.V. Than I see it in
And having my fucking' hurtin' when dem 30's be burstin'
I bet if yo' see ya, he ain't gon' wait fo' ya dog
Our all gon' try to ja face fo' ya dog

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

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

Now, if ya ain't gotta strap but yo' 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 line and dem boyz gotta gun
You run for it, run for it, run
And if ya too deep in beef and dem boyz 'bout ta come
You run for it, run for it, run

Now, if ya ain't gotta but yo' enemy got one
You run for it, run for it, run
And if you got it wit a cash money 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