Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher 2013

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My youth, dem a boys, dem a
Clap with the nine, better aim for chest (Lawd)

[Verse 1: A$AP
It ah ring? It ah
A little with a little Shabba Ranks
A train of Jamaican that love the Cuban links
Got 'em like Lil Kim in bikini minks
No Limit soldier with a bunch of little
Hit 'em where it hurts, them dudes feel the pain
Blood on what remains for two gold chains
gold on my gums like cocaine
'Rari and switching four lanes
Top down screaming out ain't a thang

[Verse 2: A$AP
I bet the never worries, couple niggas buried
See the good die young, gun shots it's bury
So I'm off in a hurry, I ain't no jury
To convince me, trill shit, I'm trying to big free
Got a for the lawyer, risk my freedom on the corner
It ain't worth it, history is more important
My are soaring, smoking *censored* morphin
Trip to Fiji in the morning, jiggy with a foreign
Look I just finished touring, Worldwide
It all started with a pencil, now my presidential
Laid up with a bad chick, that had shit
diamonds and guns, you think I'm mad rich

[Verse 3: A$AP
From a crack ho down in gate
To a new of air and a brighter day
It's a way, I feel good enough
To buy a bunch of real estate, move my out her space
Why? Cause the new power anthem
And nigga, we the new panthers
Get your hands up, we in it for the
Money, power, LOX gave us the answer
New World say Always Strive and Prosper
But I know God is watching over me, wash away my
Now I'm in this a longer stay, A$AP nigga
Tell my that I'm on my way, in a hurry
Fuck a hater, I gotta tie my waist

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

[Verse 5: A$AP
I wrote this in business class, give me jet lag
for years of oppressions and the set backs
This for chinks, niggas, and the wet backs
Crackers towel and I can't forget the les, drags
This is Huey with the uzi shooting
The Martin Luther fin to spark the ruger
Malcolm X's muslim army to ya block
Bring the choppa to preacher's screaming hallejuehah!
Mr. President, I'm the shit *censored*
Hello, White America, suck my
say lords never worry, no hope for the kids
Young blood was a caught slugs from a crip
My father, our father, God
in the air, HiiiPower
This is Kendrick off a visit watch tower
A longer, seems like Martin dreaming for the