Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Cypher

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

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

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

[Big
Man, I up to a wet dream
every a Friday and every nights a sex scene
every week is week and every 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 prom night and guess who's the King
they a kissing fight and I'm Don King
everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's
I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Carter, Sean Combs and Connery all in one
whoever you sky's the limit is looking dumb
cause I'm 22 and I'm on the sun
oh thats girl
she feelin on my water right next to a couple
and she tryna motor boat her and im coming from the w-w-westside of the
you might find clips 'cause it's Guerilla warfare
last year I was watching this from the couch and now I'm
thats to let you know what I'm
black suit cuz my whole team's killing
had to keep setting trends cuz whole team stealin
many me I'm the man I aint made it yet
me who the baddest, I'll see if i see them naked yet
won't stop til I get that 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet

[Cyhi Da
I'm Mr Got bread like
better known as MJ the big nose
I swear artist couldn't see me on his tip toes
only on TV I take a quick pose
let me stop I forgot this was a big
and dope made you broke I aint piss poor
I'm big poppa plus I'm
my mind is a weapon I need to pop a clip for
huh, I'm doing for hip hop
Im after you, him and his spot
still tied to the like a ish knot
aint nothing fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tock
Atlanta in the home of the yankees
Rose suit on with the hanky
I got rich from the of the stanky
so know my money long, lanky!
so I'm stretching out my decimel's
switching up the got the crowd going testicles
can't it out cuz there wasn't nothing sexual
I'm blowing loud, somebody check the
I'm they put me on the pedestal
and if you me, it's good for you like a vegatable
shows by the several, schedule full of
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 things the monsters do
the incomparable, remarkable,
about my audio technique, my
I recognise like the ESPY's
cold to myself I say God Bless me the
so I speak and directly
you, I will set my mic is where my check be
rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, future of the
in the metro just so I can get dough
the name is Common but the is special
leave requested the years I've invested
arrested, develop, it, envelope
the of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley
go or go hard, at home is life hardly

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