Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Cypher

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

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

T]
Came in the game, 8 prior
8 years later, mans on fire
My of Eli, to all my subscribers
play the two doors, street car desire
came in Grindin', Ye' throught the wire
but at the crossroads, Bone thugs
1st of the month, to the buyers
rent too on the coupe you been fired
smooth criminal, no
man in the mirror, check no
still like that butterfly Mariah
show me the money the black Jerry
Tom on that couch if that money right
West Hollywood feels like a night
with GOOD and better jewelers
to the Good Life, we music

Sean]
Man, I up to a wet dream
day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene
every week is fashion week and day I'm pressed clean
Detroit's Angel, I even got red
I'm headed to the ball, me and three queens
my life's night and guess who's the Prom King
having a kissing fight and I'm Don King
everybody know I'm coming soon like ring
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 thats your
she feelin on my water right next to a couple
and she motor boat her and im coming from the w-w-westside of the Motor
you might find banana clips 'cause it's warfare
last year I was watching this from the couch and now I'm
thats to let you know I'm about
reaper suit cuz my whole team's killing
had to setting trends cuz your whole team stealin
many me I'm the man I aint made it yet
tell me who the baddest, I'll see if i see naked yet
won't stop til I get that 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet

Da Prince]
I'm Mr Got like Quizno's
known as MJ with the big nose
I swear your artist couldn't see me on his tip
only on TV I gotta a quick pose
let me stop I forgot was a big show
and being dope made you broke I piss poor
I'm big plus I'm 2pacalypto
my mind is a weapon what I need to pop a for
huh, I'm doing for hip hop
Im after you, him and his spot
still tied to the streets like a ish
aint nothing fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tick
Atlanta in the home of the yankees
wood suit on with the hanky
I got rich from the of the stanky
so know my money long, lanky!
so I'm flexible out my decimel's
switching up the got the crowd going testicles
bleep it out cuz there wasn't nothing sexual
I'm blowing loud, check the decibels
I'm impeccable they put me on the
and if you me, it's good for you like a vegatable
by the several, schedule full of festivals
and if I do time than you know its federal
uh, incredible,

F-f-fam fam fam I'ma too
you see I do things that the monsters do
the incomparable, remarkable,
my audio technique, my technique
I recognise games like the
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 of the ghetto, future of the retro
prolly in the metro just so I can get
the name is Common but the is special
leave requested from the years I've
arrested, develop, it, envelope
the body of the black party Farley to Bob Marley
go or go hard, at home is life hardly

West]
the plan was to drink till the over
what's worse, the or the hangover?
fresh air rolling the window
too many on your team thats why your Winslow
I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy
least it came a few toys like a happy meal
this you could never win
cause they love you then they hate you then they love you
get from me loniless
get away from me
get away from me fake sh-t, I can't take the
get away me wack tracks
I can make only hits
I'm an only lost in the World
where did the lonely kids go the bell ring
feeling like rings
bringing me down
checking my
its ironic whats
if I didn't have the ends
I would'nt have so imaginary friends
I'm spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon
wonder if God ask Mike how to walk
I swear to momma wish me and my 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 never agree again
a few things pouring out my soul
Rosewood we see her with our eyes closed