Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Cypher

[Kanye
Uh, music, this our year
backing drums by DJ
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 that
Pusha T, the Clipse made a classic
music together we too Jurassic, you stay plastic

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

T]
Came in the game, 8 years
8 years later, 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, thugs inspired
1st of the month, Trump to the
rent too on the coupe you been fired
criminal, no prior's
man in the mirror, no liar
still like that like Mariah
show me the money the black Jerry
Tom Cruise on that couch if that money
West Hollywood like a bunny night
GOOD company and better jewelers
to the Life, we GOOD music

[Big
Man, I up to a wet dream
every day's a Friday and every nights a sex
every is fashion 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 life's prom night and guess who's the Prom
they a kissing fight and I'm Don King
know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring
I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Combs and Connery all in one
whoever you sky's the limit is looking dumb
I'm 22 and I'm moonwalking on the sun
oh thats girl
she feelin on my water right to a couple boaters
and she tryna motor boat her and im coming from the of the Motor
you find banana clips 'cause it's Guerilla warfare
last year I was watching this from the and now I'm here
thats to let you know I'm about
reaper black cuz my whole team's killing
had to setting trends cuz your whole team stealin
tell me I'm the man I aint made it yet
tell me who the baddest, see if i see them naked yet
won't til I get that Mercedes 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet

Da Prince]
I'm Mr Got like Quizno's
better known as MJ the big nose
I swear artist couldn't see me on his tip toes
only on TV I gotta a quick pose
let me stop I forgot was a big show
and being dope you broke I aint piss poor
I'm big poppa I'm 2pacalypto
my mind is a weapon I need to pop a clip for
huh, I'm doing for hip hop
Im coming after you, him and his
still to the streets like a ish knot
aint nothing fake, I'm not a with a tick tock
Atlanta repper in the of the yankees
Rose wood suit on the hanky
I got rich the zones of the stanky
so everybody my money long, lanky!
so I'm flexible stretching out my
switching up the got the crowd going testicles
can't it out cuz there wasn't nothing sexual
I'm loud, somebody check the decibels
I'm impeccable they put me on the
and if you bite me, good for you like a vegatable
shows by the several, schedule full of
and if I ever do time than you know its
uh, incredible,

F-f-fam fam fam I'ma too
you see I do things that the monsters do
the incomparable, remarkable,
about my technique, my technique
I recognise like the ESPY's
cold to I say God Bless me the truth
so I speak live and
you, I will set free my mic is my check be
rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, future of the
prolly in the metro just so I can get
the is Common but the frame is special
leave requested from the years I've
arrested, develop, it, envelope
the body of the party from Farley to Bob Marley
go home or go hard, at home is life

West]
the was to drink till the pain over
what's worse, the or the hangover?
air rolling 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 a happy meal
game you could never win
cause they love you then they hate you then they you again
get away me loniless
get from me misery
get away from me fake sh-t, I can't the phoniness
get from me wack tracks
I can only only hits
I'm an only lost in the World
where did the kids go when the bell ring
like hell rings
bringing me down
checking my
its ironic whats
imagine if I have the ends
I would'nt have so many imaginary
I'm spaced out Dog, I be on that talk
wonder if God ask Mike how to moon
I swear to momma me and my father talk more
Thats that around the time I was a sophmore
I guess 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