Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Cypher

[Kanye
Uh, music, this our year
drums 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 with
Pusha T, the Clipse just a classic
music 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 talking bout Rash we aint got nothing in common
f-ck that and thats just common sense the

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

Sean]
Man, I wake up to a wet
every day's a Friday and nights a sex scene
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 having a kissing and I'm Don King
everybody know I'm coming like LeBron's ring
I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter, Sean and Connery all in one
whoever told you sky's the is looking dumb
cause I'm 22 and I'm on the sun
oh thats girl
she on my water right next to a couple boaters
and she tryna motor boat her and im coming from the of the Motor
you might banana clips 'cause it's Guerilla warfare
last year I was watching this from the couch and now I'm
thats to let you what I'm about
reaper black cuz my whole team's killing
had to keep setting trends cuz your team stealin
many tell me I'm the man I made it yet
tell me who the baddest, I'll see if i see them yet
won't stop til I get that 700 CLK and Mercedes aint made it yet

[Cyhi Da
I'm Mr Got like Quizno's
better as MJ with the big nose
I swear your couldn't see me on his tip toes
on TV I gotta take a quick pose
let me I forgot this 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 what I need to pop a for
huh, I'm this for hip hop
Im coming you, him and his spot
still tied to the streets a ish knot
nothing fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tick tock
Atlanta repper in the home of the
Rose wood on with the hanky
I got rich the zones of the stanky
so everybody my money long, lanky!
so I'm stretching out my decimel's
switching up the flow got the crowd testicles
can't bleep it out cuz there nothing sexual
I'm blowing loud, somebody the decibels
I'm impeccable put me on the pedestal
and if you me, it's good for you like a vegatable
shows by the several, schedule of festivals
and if I ever do time than you know its
uh, incredible,

F-f-fam fam fam monster too
you don't see I do things that the do
the incomparable, remarkable,
about my technique, my technique
I recognise like the ESPY's
cold to myself I say God me the truth
so I live and directly
you, I will set free my mic is my check be
rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, of the retro
prolly in the metro so I can get dough
the name is but the frame is special
leave requested from the years I've
arrested, develop, it, envelope
the body of the black party from Farley to Bob
go home or go hard, at home is life

West]
the plan was to till the pain over
worse, the pain or the hangover?
fresh air down the window
too many urkels on your thats why your Winslow
I sold my soul to the devil thats a crappy
it came with a few toys like a happy meal
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 can't the phoniness
get away from me tracks
I can make only hits
I'm an child lost in the World
did the lonely kids go when the bell ring
feeling hell rings
me back down
checking my
its ironic whats
imagine if I have the ends
I would'nt have so imaginary friends
I'm spaced out Dog, I be on that Moon
if God ask Mike how to moon walk
I swear to wish me and my father talk more
Thats vision around the time I was a sophmore
I guess everything I hate 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 with our closed