Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher

[Verse 1: Q]
Uh, Most of these niggas be next to us
We keep our distance from those, acting like hoes
Zany imposed, in my clothes, cubics is gold
Ya get told, put the realest niggas
Niggas, product of cap pillers, and dealers
Streets keep watching, aye, [click](undefined) boom the ghetto ya shot down
to the top now, they want a third strike on my [background](undefined)
But nah homie, put the mask on I [slide](undefined) on 'em
Put the [cash](undefined) in the safe and here's a slug 'for I shake
Ya smoke than me with a eighth
Or better yet a [wet](undefined) on a plate
Burning ya faith, all senses covered in
Fuckin' with them boys in blue, out 'for rags at you
You to the cops saying: How we do?
Saying it's just rap and lines ain't true
So I just threw Q, fuck it, menage a two or maybe
Baby need a [pot](undefined) pie, I be her da da
Coochie smacking, praise to Allah
Get in my car, Oxymoron

[Verse 2: Jay
Rock got it, rock from rock bottom
the flames, still remain as a top shotta
I ain't no rapper, I ain't no lyricist
And if he ain't talking to you mind ya then
Cold with it, Black Hippie, we cold niggas
All the girlies us, get a whiff of us
They quiver, heard some clown throwing stones at us
Holding boulders champ once you hear that YAWK. watching shatter
It's Top we runnin' rap, whack rappers, feline
why we don't run with cats, nine double O five nine -
Where my at
up in that [family van](undefined) holding 2's like the handyman
And to be real not with all rapping politickin'
competition, wrapped up my position
'Til I'm finished, 'Til I a couple tickets
Then I'm outtie on them islands my crimmies chillin'
ya feelings, now can I [live](undefined)?
Look I gotta keep my on top of the dirt
'Cause everywhere I go they when you dropping some work?
Been a threat birth
The rap game's when I'm droppin' the Hearst
I ain't new to this, I'm to this
nightmare, red strings in my Nike Air's
Yeah, the white pair, I'm Jay Rock, most wanted
My chargers? Killing without warning
Rock!

[Verse 3: Ab
It's Ab-Soul, the loot, I'm the skinny Biggie
In New York City with Puffy, puffing the
All eyes against me, still even the
Prolly why I'm always OT on
TDE, believe me we war
I don't even know piece I like most no more
Two fingers, Two triggers, the difference?
We all gon' die one day until I'm gettin' paid
My grandma watching so I gon' curse
Still gifted like a verse, backwood full of OG
Bobby Johnson in my soul to trynna dodge the coffin, Ah
And these are so [bitter sweet](undefined)
I guess it's just a we battle naturally
And y'all still trippin' off of tweets
I still got laps to run when me and Jay-Z
Peep Soul brother 2
The first one used to make for CL Smooth
Top got the but the CL smooth
And rolling weed is the time I see L's move
Soul!

[Verse 4: Isaiah
Ay, I I found my second home
Sunny California and it's ya little brother
You ain't meant for corners, it's what told me
So I looked back, I got a slut in the [back](undefined)
[Fattest](undefined) [elephant](undefined) ass, so we in the path
Passing propellers I tell her, tell her we flying listen
See we [diamond](undefined) just shining and they gon' us glistening
Brought sand to the beach and we with ya bitchh
For the [record](undefined) in Guinness I'm a menace
is Robin, I'm Given'
Fuckin' minding my
He a victim, us regular in women
Uh, regular niggas, you always to sluts
You always wasting my time, you always the funk
I'm put ya muthafuckin' in ya face
You lookin' for some women to be all in ya face
That deep dussy reach niggas, keep
That Tennessee make a nigga be dussy
You can never rap better than me, 'cause you ain't
You underrated, you ain't under looked
You ain't overbooked, you just under
supposed to be me and my niggas in the [record](undefined) [book](undefined)
Now they got by myself still as fuck