Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Pick

[Verse 1: Kidd
How many licks do a gotta hit just to come up on a brick
Like Craig hit with
team work to ball man, someone set the pick
I come around shootin' like swish, quote
If I can't nothin', I'm gon' take somethin'
Feds comin', one of y'all done said somethin'
as I remain here I'm gon' stay thuggin'
Rap don't pay the bills then I'm gon' stay
6 million to die, choose one
A lot of afraid to die, you won
You got all them inside, shoot one
As the last fall for they life, who won?

[Verse 2: Lloyd
Yo fuck your
That lil buzz you got is
I your pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too lyrical
You photobombin', awful timin', know nobody
Hard to keep up kings, I show a body
How it's from a shattered stage
Bout to make me a barricade
Usually cane, gorgeous bougie bitch that Paris made
My jewelry ain't the average
Tool in my movie got you woozy my acid phase
Bubbly spillin' raised, hold up niggas have to pay
Shotty rip your leg
when I flat the track
Assume I'm comin' back to
Vroomin' somethin' black on
to let my Mac attack
Vroomin' out my
in my habitat
Two's in my
full of nonsense
But them don't want the consequence
Bruisin' once my commence
trips in my defense
Sharp as the razor that I use to rip your
losin' is obvious
[Verse 4: Yayo]
Fuck your radio host, fuck rap blog
Fuck your favorite rapper and his big guard
Fuck the industry man the gon' remember me
As T-O-N-Y Yayo, I a G
Pull up and these gettin' finicky
Music loud, rollin' loud, can hardly see
Splendid, relaxation
I guess that's why these bitch niggas
Got the of drug lords
Versace slippers, robe
Hit Rio in
My real
I got a lot of
I'm on that Pusha T shit, goin' on my cell

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks + Yayo]
I'm supposed to chill? Man shit is
That was my only out here in the field
The drama and my partner caught raw deal
The people lookin' tryna make it out on four
I ain't got no bail, shit is real
Now hots on one cot in the jail
tryna kill a nigga for a cell
Talkin' football numbers man, is really real