Luyện nghe bài hát Run It

[Verse 1: Meek
Cuban and kilos
We might get the
Pull up on a take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying bottles your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas official as
Big ass Mulsanne I'm whipping the truck
I'm sippin' while I'm sittin' with Puff
And talking 'bout business with at lunch
cray, that's cray
New toys, play
I brought spades, with the deuce, poof, let's [?]
I must say, I get money, ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
White girl, The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if money why you niggas never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm ridin' in a ship?
My money talkin' and my Rollie never tickin
Five bullets [?] on the wrist I'm official

Joyner Lucas & Timbaland]
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Joyner
My bitch like Halle
My look like Kylie
bitch don't look happy
None of ya'll hoes can me
Can't touch me, touch this
MC Hammer the swaggy
Can't me, can't function
Bitch, I want to get married
They ain't ever me on payroll
They ever want me have say-so
had a crush on J-Lo
Thought I was the man my chain broke
I was so broke change clothes
You keep it real, you a lame-o
You make a move 'til I say so
When I get loose, goes
in the mother fuckin' mattress
They was tryna it, but I need to get away
I think I'm cause a nigga never had it
I never had a way, I think I every day
Talking to God I'm he could do some magic
Hoping to get and then take all my stress away
And I could finally buy a mother mansion
Then move my friends in, and get
this shit sound like sci-fi
I ain't had no wifi
I up where the guns went- (pow pow)
got killed in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don't mines
I'm in your top five's top
Can't this nigga, why try?
Gimme yo shit or you die

[Chorus: Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, up, yo, look

[Verse 3: Joyner
Your shit like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], candy cane,
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
Momma I was retarded
Daddy I was lethargic
They said I the smartest
Grammy knew I was an
All of y'all niggas is trash, go throw your shit in the
I threw shit in the ocean, I hope it swim with the starfish
I remember when you fuck with me
nobody wanna ride the bus with me
Ain't nobody share lunch with me
couldn't keep in touch with me
Now they all get enough of me
Now they want to fly with me in
hoes never want to let me hit
Now all want to bust nuts for me
another nigga poppin' than me?
I never been cocky, but they don't want a with me
And fuck all these haters that take a dollar from me
Nigga any rapper yo I don't need a counter with me
Ain't wasn't lookin' for me, they was hiding from me
All of them was counting me out now they on me
I'm so motherfucking hot that the wind is a to me
Right before I the trigger and begging that God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, up, look