Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

[Intro:
Welcome to
This is the BET, Shady 2.0 2011
Myself, and Yelawolf
White get em

[Verse 1:
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I em away
Put em in a gray 'llac and pop the
And throw em in the back, ha, dig em a grave
Put a brick inside that Xerox when I up a page
keys I can relate, cause I live in the cage
I up the A, I take em to school
I them a grade
An easy E for effort, WWA
White with an
soup is on my plate
All I got is Z's sleeping on me
I can't get em
I spoon em a sound
In a full of deceivers and clowns
Who believe in making it cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP a potato
With a of meatheads, like fuck it
I'll just em a cow
of White boys to pick from this year
But before you pick a pepper, you pick up your heater
Cause Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to pick a with me
Is putting Nikes on a cheetah, better speed up
Or at least in my Adidas
I'm out this bitch, drinking Sprite by the

Shady

2: Joe Budden]
Say I'm from the new school, say check your tone and watch your mouth
If teaching how to Dougie, I'm condoning dropping out
to wild, y'all birthed me then gave me up
I perfected being hip-hop's foster child, now check it
Don't blame for being trash, fans are copping it
The radio's the scene, the masses are the hostages
In my youth I'd throw shots, the fad was it
I'm grown: I ain't the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see four-headed monster in the storm looms
Snipe 'em from a distance: the got a long zoom
You Super Mario is in the wrong room
figure here, you won't get bigger if you on shrooms
If it was to me, I'd revive what the game be 'bout
I'd 've took the wine Amy house
Enough raps from you scrub cats cockin' a snub back
Wayne teach me how to love that
But I got this chick uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke, but she come money
Think my is her paper to burn
So I her out, and now she doubt David is Stern
so bad, I make her hit the telly from a taxi
Then dead her in the Holiday Inn, learned from Max B
That's why the haters envy, kinda send me llamas
I made it right their eyes like I was Benihanas
Is it me or is I'm hearing just pitiful
the same, now the stereo's typical
My skin's thick so the ignored
So to die, you'd think I did it before
The boy's Rodman with the trash
or Walt with the black ball
Way I bounce off the asphalt cat paws
Glass jaw, Hood of your mask will be the Blackfoot no passport
Body be found in a in one of my trapdoors
If punks had award you whores categore
Probably be that of awards Michael Rappaport and Kenny Latimore
I know hip-hop's and well
If it died, you crews wouldn't survive the smell

3: Crooked I]
I spot a victim, the plot'll thicken when the is ticking
I caught him slipping, I gotta give him a
I hit him with proper spitting, writtens and compositions
So competition's a contradiction somebody they got a Crooked
Highly fiction we probably different, got henchmen
Opposition, I'll body quick as Bugatti
I'm on a mission to get richer, the lyric-kicker
Digging a for different spitters
lyricists get disfigured
Sip liquor, like a sick mixture
Of Notorious, Pun and L, get the big
The poster, I'll ya
My mind so deadly it's just like the beanie is close to a
It's over, control my whole coastal
Like I'm supposed to, flow is postal even
Open season, heart to freezing
Ruthless as Eazy nigga, approach, I'm squeezing me
Westcoaster breathing so most ya hope I'm vegan
Nope I'm beefing rappers to keep it trill
Give me a beat to
Too many still eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my ether
And y'all ain't even real, you to die in this cypher
Before you die you do the Jada and leave a Will

4: Joell Ortiz]
I a rap dude, I'm a dude who rap
Before this, I was moving
Killers y'all become y'all rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink, they'll your snaps
You ain't cool, you wack with your act
Skinny jeans mean your ass shoot, it means your booty claps
Don't play like Tyler
This the of pain
Flow brown, tight and
it come to 16's, I'm a fiend
Seen in the studio a needle with a mean lean
Probably writing bars to Nas' Thief's Theme getting my on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the team
This is an all day
They for us to break like Beyonce's water
The four doing all the eating
And y'all gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Rican
Ortiz the fire ready
And tryna put me like tryna steal a transvestite from Eddie

5: Royce Da 5'9"]
I'm do or die dope, and you can the sticker sitting
On the door of that Phantom, suicide note
Hi Rihanna...is living with you
Let me know so I can buy binoculars and
Hi Rihanna...I need to know you better
You tell me you my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna... now back to fools
We rock out the outside of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames I to see the world through
Don't ask me nothing 'bout Budden, I my girl too
You ask me why do I keep her, I say cheaper to
why I ride around in a Rolls like Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers I'm daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don't kill but father will like Jayden Smith
I tell you like I my Spanish chick
You fly, but I ain't going down on no strip
So get wax on like Daniel San
Or I'mma have to run De la Hoya in drag when cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper I head shot 'em
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her some red
Bring every deceased rapper back to see his
While I'm cyber-sexing with Jessica Alba via
I'm on my D-boy, Deebo
Spiritual steelo swing Cee-Lo Green
Get out the camera with yo B Roll
You know your is wack
We cornered the market a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, is what two million singles sold and an album that's gold
Look like without having to sell your

6: Eminem]
Ayo, lyrical miracle, individual, criminal
Subliminal, in your swimming

You're about to see destroyed, it'll never be restored
When I these beastly hordes on your CD stores
stop it: you gon' need a priest, at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, Ouija boards
A squeegee and please be warned, don't ask what the for
Or the holy water, raps that'll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see these
And as for me you ask I'm gone, will he be mourned
..is puke luke warm, should Casey Anthony do
Can that chick fit a new born dead baby inside a shoebox
a shoehorn
Smothered in so she can go get her groove on
Can she tape and Velcro a fetus
Joell, yo Joe I need his
Empty box from his old shell Adidas
So I can put babies in the fetal position
They're elbows to the penis
big deal
I took some little kids Big Wheel and in his frickin big kids meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch you sit still
Did you just put your six inch heel through my Benz
Is it dust we bout to up
Can Yelawolf fit a of rum in a big cup
Between his shift in his frigging pickup
And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly will til he gets
Flipping the up like Mike Vick
Getting bit in his by a Pit, yup I'm a sick pup
I'd be a horrible magician cause fuck a trick up
Fix lips up to say something fly, or zip up
A B, let's C, you said you gonna do X-Y-Z
Til you fuck around and get like an E when you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K in of that though, when I MC
Cause I'm not the of this microphone booth
It's more like a phone
Superman in this bitch, won't do
It gives me power, I bump the Fat Boys and
Eat rat poison, meteor showers
Fresh outta the mental
And me not flossing a middle finger while I hop in a mosh
Be like Nas doing or R&B, you crazy
Me pushing up daisies, that thought is
As if flashing the news
Posdnuos was with a prostitute
With a huge johnson, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties and an aqua Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, playing pool
So kill the rumors it happening
I'mma rap 'til I'm fossil