Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Cypher

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

Ramadan with the flow, guaranteed everyone
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 that and just common sense what the

T]
Came in the game, 8 years
8 years later, your on fire
My of Eli, to all my subscribers
play the two doors, street car desire
in Grindin', Ye' came throught the wire
but at the crossroads, thugs inspired
1st of the month, Trump to the
rent too paid on the you been fired
criminal, no prior's
man in the mirror, check no
still like that butterfly Mariah
show me the money the black MaGuire
Tom Cruise on couch if that money right
West Hollywood feels like a bunny
with GOOD company and better
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 week is week and every day I'm pressed clean
Detroit's Angel, I even got red
I'm to the ball, me and three prom queens
my life's night and guess who's the Prom King
they having a fight and I'm Don King
everybody 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 your girl
she feelin on my water right to a couple boaters
and she tryna motor boat her and im coming the w-w-westside of the Motor
you might find banana clips 'cause Guerilla warfare
last year I was watching this from the and now I'm here
thats to let you what I'm about
reaper suit cuz my whole team's killing
had to setting trends cuz your whole team stealin
many tell me I'm the man I aint 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

[Cyhi Da
I'm Mr Got bread Quizno's
better known as MJ with the big
I your 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 being dope made you broke I piss poor
I'm big poppa plus I'm
my mind is a weapon what I to pop a clip for
huh, I'm doing for hip hop
Im coming you, him and his spot
still tied to the streets like a ish
aint fake, I'm not a Rolly with a tick tock
Atlanta repper in the of the yankees
Rose wood suit on with the
I got rich from the of the stanky
so know my money long, lanky!
so I'm flexible out my decimel's
up the flow got the crowd going testicles
can't bleep it out cuz wasn't nothing sexual
I'm blowing loud, 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 its federal
uh, incredible,

F-f-fam fam fam monster too
you don't see I do that the monsters do
the incomparable, remarkable,
my audio technique, my technique
I recognise like the ESPY's
cold to myself I say God me the truth
so I speak and directly
you, I will set free my mic is where my be
rah, I echo, I echo, I echo, the sounds of the ghetto, of the retro
prolly in the metro just so I can get
the name is Common but the frame is
requested from the years I've invested
arrested, develop, it, envelope
the of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley
go home or go hard, at home is hardly

West]
the plan was to drink till the over
what's worse, the pain or the
fresh air rolling down the
too many on your team thats why your Winslow
I my soul to the devil thats a crappy deal
least it with a few toys like a happy meal
this game you never win
cause they love you then they hate you then they love you
get from me loniless
get from me misery
get away me fake sh-t, I can't take the phoniness
get away from me tracks
I can only only hits
I'm an only child lost in the
where did the lonely kids go when the ring
like hell rings
bringing me back
checking my
its whats happening
imagine if I have the ends
I would'nt have so imaginary friends
I'm spaced out Dog, I be on Moon talk
wonder if God ask Mike how to moon
I to momma wish me and my father talk more
that 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 never again
a few things pouring out my soul
Rosewood we could see her with our eyes