Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Cypher

[Kanye
Uh, Good music, this our
backing by DJ Premier
now let me it down, who the f-ck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, rap, oh
that n-ggas know you can't really f-ck with
Pusha T, the Clipse made a classic
Good together we too Jurassic, you stay plastic

Ramadan with the flow, guaranteed fasting
Big is a don
da Prince
why you so nervous dog stop being
if you aint talking bout we aint got nothing in common
f-ck that and just common sense what the

T]
Came in the game, 8 prior
8 later, your mans on fire
My Book of Eli, to all my
play the two doors, car named desire
came in Grindin', Ye' came throught the
but at the crossroads, Bone thugs
1st of the month, to the buyers
rent too paid on the you been fired
criminal, no prior's
man in the mirror, no liar
still like that butterfly like
show me the the black Jerry MaGuire
Tom on that couch if that money right
Hollywood feels like a bunny night
with company and better jewelers
to the Life, we GOOD music

[Big
Man, I wake up to a wet
day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene
every week is week and every day I'm pressed clean
Angel, I even got red wings
I'm headed to the ball, me and prom queens
my prom night and guess who's the Prom King
they having a kissing and I'm Don King
everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's
I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Sean and Connery all in one
whoever told you sky's the limit is dumb
cause I'm 22 and I'm on the sun
oh your girl
she feelin on my water next to a couple boaters
and she tryna motor her and im coming from the w-w-westside of the Motor
you might find banana 'cause it's Guerilla warfare
last year I was watching this from the couch and now I'm
thats to let you know I'm about
reaper black suit cuz my whole team's
had to keep setting trends cuz your whole team
many me I'm the man I aint made it yet
tell me who the baddest, see if i see them naked yet
won't stop til I get that 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet

Da Prince]
I'm Mr Got bread like
better as MJ with the big nose
I your artist couldn't see me on his tip toes
only on TV I take a quick pose
let me stop I forgot was a big show
and being made you broke I aint piss poor
I'm big plus I'm 2pacalypto
my is a weapon what I need to pop a clip for
huh, I'm this for hip hop
Im coming you, him and his spot
still tied to the like a ish knot
nothing fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tick tock
Atlanta in the home of the yankees
Rose wood on with the hanky
I got rich from the zones of the
so know my money long, lanky!
so I'm flexible stretching out my
switching up the flow got the crowd going
can't bleep it out cuz there nothing sexual
I'm blowing loud, check the decibels
I'm impeccable put me on the pedestal
and if you bite me, it's for you like a vegatable
shows by the several, schedule of festivals
and if I ever do than you know its federal
uh, incredible,

F-f-fam fam fam monster too
you don't see I do that the monsters do
the incomparable, remarkable,
about my technique, my technique
I recognise like the ESPY's
cold to myself I say God Bless me the
so I speak live and
you, I set free my mic is where my check be
rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, future of the
prolly in the just so I can get dough
the is Common but the frame is special
leave requested from the years invested
arrested, develop, it, envelope
the body of the party from Farley to Bob Marley
go home or go hard, at home is hardly

West]
the was to drink till the pain over
worse, the pain or the hangover?
fresh air down the window
too many urkels on your team thats why Winslow
I sold my soul to the thats a crappy deal
least it came with a few toys like a happy
this game you never win
cause they love you then they hate you they love you again
get from me loniless
get from me misery
get away from me fake sh-t, I can't take the
get from me wack tracks
I can only only hits
I'm an child lost in the World
where did the lonely kids go the bell ring
feeling like rings
bringing me down
my background
its ironic happening
if I didn't have the ends
I would'nt have so many friends
I'm out Dog, I be on that Moon talk
wonder if God ask how to moon walk
I swear to momma me and my father talk more
that vision around the time I was a sophmore
I everything I hate about me I see in him
and I aint finna change, so we'll agree again
just a few things pouring out my
Rosewood we could see her our eyes closed