Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher 2013

2x]
My youth, dem a boys, dem a
Clap with the nine, better aim for your (Lawd)

[Verse 1: A$AP
It ah ring? It ah
A little Fergenstein with a little Shabba
A train of Jamaican girls that love the Cuban
Got 'em wining Lil Kim in bikini minks
No Limit soldier with a of little tanks
Hit 'em where it hurts, make them dudes the pain
Blood stain on what remains for two gold
White on my gums like cocaine
'Rari and Jaguar switching lanes
Top down screaming out money ain't a

[Verse 2: Twelvyy]
I bet the lord worries, couple niggas buried
See the good die young, gun shots then bury
So I'm off in a hurry, I forcing no jury
To convince me, trill shit, I'm trying to stay big
Got a budget for the lawyer, risk my on the corner
It ain't it, making history is more important
My thoughts are soaring, smoking morphin
Trip to Fiji in the morning, getting jiggy a foreign
I just finished touring, Worldwide residential
It all started with a pencil, now my suite
Laid up with a bad chick, that never had
Hold and guns, you think I'm mad rich

[Verse 3: Nast]
From a ho down in hells gate
To a new breath of air and a day
a lighter way, I feel good enough
To buy a bunch of real estate, move my out her space
Why? Cause the new power anthem
And nigga, we the new black
Get your up, we in it for the ransom
Money, power, respect: LOX gave us the
New World Order say Always and Prosper
But I know God is watching me, wash away my sins
Now I'm in this bitch a longer stay, A$AP
Tell my that I'm on my way, in a hurry
Fuck a hater, I just gotta tie my

[Verse 4: Ant]
City on my like a run a campaign
USA, that's my domain
Used to sip mad dog, now it's
to rock the bus, now I catch a damn plane
Got a chick who love cocaine
with filled with a young boys pain
Rob anybody that got a gold
From Baltimore where you the shots rang
Peanut insides be the wood grain
up in an all white paints bumming
'bout to blow like nitro, already

[Verse 5: Rocky]
I wrote shit in business class, give me jet lag
This for years of and the set backs
for chinks, niggas, jews and the wet backs
Crackers towel heads and I forget the les, drags
This is Huey with the uzi shooting
The trill Martin Luther fin to spark the
Malcolm X's muslim army marching to ya
the choppa to your preacher's screaming hallejuehah!
Dear Mr. President, I'm the *censored*
Hello, White America, my dick
say lords never worry, no hope for the kids
Young blood was a thug caught slugs a crip
My father, our father, God
in the air, HiiiPower
This is Kendrick off a visit Jimmy's watch
A longer, seems like Martin for the longest