Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers rhyme no more 'bout slime no more
That five white pure I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I couldn't no more
Became a hot boy the 504
of the p and the pies go forth
Damn near free, I a least five, four more
What you see you can't me
Walked in like the first in Belly
Like let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] I send those
What happened? Niggas been
[?] send you a napkin your kids toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came back with everywhere
Trunk of the Crown Vic, kept drugs heavy
You thought it was '96, Jesus heavy here
Now I'm rich ''look, boy I'm over them''
Trying to play fantasy football with Hov and
Pick check, shit, I took more than both of 'em
School my little bro, I look forward to 'em
Yeah, now I just copped another
I just drove up the lot pushing drop
My first stop 95th then hit the
The feds got me on that could get my mother hot

2: Lantana]
Military matter, on a mission, baby,
I put myself in position, man, it's a family
My pops in every vein I got
So two I can never do is change and stop
They don't understand the pain or the I got
They weren't there when them people and changed them locks ever
That's why [?] kill more
[?] and stupid niggas still slow
You still for real though, what you hear for?
Ain't to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you hear me now, we
I got and I should've wore an [?]
Live for my and I'mma die for my people
I'd go to for my people, hope I get mail from my people
I'd raise for my people, shoot it out with the devil
Then head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm whatever
for my people, how soon
Who don't want easy, autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet
on me, ain't got no homies, just my people, people
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that while I'm with
They gon have to see you, evil

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
Come with triggers, see that floor, I put mind on it
See block here, I grind on it
99% of niggas waste lines, over here got on it
I grinds, I'm trying to get it every way
Til I'm like it's Thanksgiving every day
Stay with a serious face I don't ever play
Bad karma in the days cause I ain't ever pray
I ain't the trickery, don't t be trying to get at us
Beat you til my hands turn roast and grabbing a
No lights in the crib, red light on the
Eight balls on the block, but the 40's was only
there was 3 of us on the same mattress
Now there's 3 of us fucking the actress
Dogging everything, I'm the game backwards
Put green leaf in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm still rapping, of all
I'm this so my moms ain't gotta work no more
Music take away the pain, it don't hurt no
Was looking for wealth, but I ain't search no more
The loyalty, the fuck is that these days?
friends is getting each other clapped these days
These young niggas really know how to act these days
It was better when I was younger in my days
Go outside, hoop a little, you know, flirt the shorties
Go outside now I see somebody the 40
Pen and a pad, I'm interpreting the
All you see is what a lot of niggas ain't
So when the tour a lot of niggas ain't going
Now I listen to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
Been doing it for a while, now it's time to dough in
Humble, I don't brag or in these streets
But these white phones be looking like on my feet
I ain't get it from distributing that on the streets
Got mine putting cooked coke on the beat
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[Verse 4:
Niggas know I don't show
Look at rapper shoes, you can tell [?]
Street prophecies told by the of Socrates
sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting philosophy
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on property
Deep as them fossils be under the geography
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
Getting with three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a to the rap minority, perfect harmony
like a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me
The probably doing robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the major starving me
Till this day wonder where my be
Pardon me, is hard to me, life is a lottery
Played it to [?] like
It ain't hard to see photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill like Connery
Street corner pharmacy these fake thugs wearing army fatigue