Luyện nghe bài hát Run This Time

Feel it in the air (Yeah)
And the from everywhere (Yeah)
I'm to the thrill (I'm ready)
It's a dangerous affair (What's up, c'mon)
Can't be scared it goes down
Got a problem, me now (What's up)
Only that's on my mind (Whats up)
Is who's gonna run this town (What's up)
Is who's gonna run this town (What's up)
We gonna run town

We are, yeah I it, we are,
This is Roc Nation, pledge your
Get ya'll black on, all black everything
Black cards, cars, all black everything
And our are blackbirds, ridin' with they Dillingers
I'd get more in depth, if you boys real enough
This is la familia, I'll explain
But for now let me get to this paper, I'm a couple bands down
And I'm to get back
I gave the other grip, I lost a for five stacks
Yeah I'm talkin' five comma's, six zeros, dot here it go,
Back to runnin' circles niggas, now we squared up, hold up

Life's a game but it's not
I break the rules so I care
So I keep doin' my own
tall against the rain (What's up)
Victory's the mile,
Almost there, give up now (What's up)
Only thing that's on my
Is who's run this town tonight (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy, (What's up)
Is whos gon' run this town

We are, yeah I it we are,
You can call me Caesar, in a Czar
follow the leader, So Eric B. we are
Microphone fiend, it's the of the God, peace God
(Ah! Ah!) And ain't fresher, I'm in Mason
Margiela,
On the tape screamin' fuck the other side, they jealous
We got a banquet for the broads, they got a table for of
And ain't spending no cake
should throw they hand in,
'Cause they ain't got no
My whole got dough
So my banquette is like millionaires' row

Life's a game but it's not
I the rules so I don't care (What's up)
So I doin' my own thing
Walkin' against the rain
within the mile (What's up)
Almost there, don't up now
thing that's on my mind
Is who run this town tonight (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, heyy,
Is who's gon' run this town

It's how you can go from being Joe Blow
To everybody on dick, no homo
I bought my whole whips, no Volvo's
time I'm in church, please no photos
Police escorts, passports
the life that everybody ask for
This a fast life, we are on a crash
What you think I rap for, to push a fucking
But I that if I stay stun-ting
All these only gonna want one thing
I could spend my whole life good hunting
Only good gon' come is as good when I'm
She got a ass that'll swallow up a
And up top, uh, two bee
And I'm beasting, off the
And my nigga made it out the precinct
We a damn about the drama that you do bring
I'm just trying to change the color on mood ring
Reebok, baby, you need to some new things
you ever had shoes without shoe strings?
What's 'Ye? Baby, these heels
Is that a What?
Baby, these
You trippin' you ain't sippin', have a refill
You feelin' like you runnin', Now you know how we feel, (What's up)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey hey, (What's up)
Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey,
Hey hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey,
We gonna run this tonight!

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