Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher 2013

[Verse 1:
You this, I don't need your co-sign
Regardless I'll be chilling up in the hammock in no
Hawaian line, my girl's so fine
Bikini blow-drying up on the clothes
No on the bovine
I pucked up the blue we were supposed to eat
I'm to the lactose in the corporate teet
I'm not to want to participate or compete
Weren't we meant to live a more complete
You know there's people in Peru right now are hunter gatherers
And many recent studies have found they're happier than we are
I'm to what the Kardashians are to PR
Preface my with a D-R, huh
But I made a plan to kick the game in its rectum
And I don't like a healthy septum
I'm the truth and it fools
Yeah go type Wax in ya search tools
And buy some fools

2: Rapsody]
Despite Sprite I thrist for
Like the look on face if Kanye was Christ
unbelievable
Put in a poltergeist
He shaking
Spit something the Pope won't like
I'm hoping Mike understand my ultralight
Like a night
Run home to momma, damn she
Moonwalking, I'm just a
And it's really all
10% dis or I can give you 90
Hurting for
Turn 'em blue like I'm White
Couldn't face me Skype, 'til we cake like Tina and Ike
At your boy
Fly like Elliott's
flow, I'm so outta they sight
In the stars, where Kendrick threw
You was
That G5 praying to God, a brought in the
And how I bodied it like Playboy cards
Now outta control like I said I'm the Queen of New York
rap

[Verse 3: Killa]
Today we are
Out baby wow
I bring you to the
Say hi to the
You and say "miao" and
I'll you the Chanel
I take stars from the sky
And I put them in this
Brr, I'm more cold, I'm Sub-Zero
The sun kisses beautiful
And I burn like a
Get undressed, enjoy the sea
Which is the end of the f**k 2012 off
If I have fistfight
And would a lot
I'll fall but the on a red carpet
I've got so swag that if we go around
People don't what I see
The panorama of my
I've got a watch that shines so much
I even see what f***ing time it is
I treat you as q queen, I'm a king
If I Christ
I would wear the gold crown of thorns

[Verse 4:
I'm getting
I finally made it, but haters want to see me win
Well I hate the swag
I people that say my G and fam
I hate I gotta
I'm Hip Hop is missing
After one they'll consider me competition
For the record because you rapping like you mad
You snapping, you just sounding
In Atlanta we don't rather
I bet he get bagged
I bet he wouldn't win a match
I'm on my feet, I can dodge a jab
You run you run out of gas
Run up get done up I was in Karate class
Ya body get in half
Ya and rockin' narco Prada bag
Off my pad
Dunkin' on 'em I'm Dominique
Reppin' my chain is stuntin' 'em by the B
Off the chain I should probably party with Charlie
From the South but I wasn't brought up Paula Dean
And y'all are lame I'm to X y'all out
I write whatever and f**k it if I let Nas
Yeah, uh-yeah, get my