Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,yeahYoung boy with a hot headA AmiTheV BI made the rules,this is my gameStep into the field,see who's the loserI know you're jealous,you're wearing a bandanaIf you think I'm tryingYou're too wrong, sorry my friend Look at the line,look at the carLook at the law and you know who you areHomie Killer Ron, I know right in the earKnow where it's right and I know where it's wrongWake up, go dash, but inside is nightSound like a throat inflammation,because on my neck is iceI'm on stage, my eyes are behind my backI only see no tears,because in the boy never cry What I'm doing,I always remember and arrange like workI'm so busy, like my job, I'm on the blackboardSometimes in the yard,we always win And the price, even the 11th month, I'm greedyHow do you know that my life is like a starMy parents put it as a gloryThey are terrified and try to pull me downWhen they see me face to face,like a star, ready to be bannedI'm always busy, I'm always on fireAfraid of being caught,so don't get too closeThe system player, the best in the North and SouthThat's how I play,I'mma let you know Bank credit,yeah I'm stacking them cardsPlus 2 plus 4, like UnoHow to catch up when I look at my brothersYo, YasuoYeah, your name just Suho Yeah, yeahLook at Lu, look at my name Look at Lu,look at my nameMy name, my name Look, look, look, look, look Look at Lu, look at my name Look at Lu,look at my nameNhìn thị tàu ngồi trên ngãi vừa I made the rule,this is my gameBước vào trong sân xem là ai thua Bịt mẹ hổ gánh,đang đổ phổ vănNếu mà mày nghĩ tao đang bố gắng Mẹ đã quá sai,sorry my friend Sorry my friend, look at Lu, look at my nameLook at Lu, look at my nameLook at me, who do you think you are?I made the rules,this is my gameStep inside the yard,see who's the loserYou're so jealous, you're on the streetIf you think I'm trying,you're wrong Sorry my friend The original Runaway Guy is RamosThe high salary job is CarthusHe's a student from Hanoi,but his style is HarvardThe place I come from,the stairs are my homeOvercoming all the obstacles,like Inzaghi, Faber, Viet Vy A smile from ear to earI'm looking for a match like organizing a partyMy goal is almost impossibleI'm more confident than a Van Dyke matchI'm not tired of success, it's too lateI've just played, so I've never lostAnd you, don't think you're a heroWhen you're gone, you're like a horse in the king's carriageWith my gang, I'm with the riverLow blood, I'll take the leadDon't care no hoaxYou can't make me feel badFrom this road, I'll burn Because Ghost Rider will still be aliveMy name,my name, yeah yeahLook at look, look at my name,yeah yeah