Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

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

[Verse 1:
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I em away
Put em in a gray and pop the trunk
And throw em in the back, ha, dig em a grave
Put a brick inside that when I print 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 E for effort, that's WWA
with an attitude
Alphabet soup is on my
All I got is Z's sleeping on me
I can't get em
I feed em a sound
In a room full of deceivers and
Who in making it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP a potato
With a bunch of meatheads, like it
I'll feed em a cow
Plenty of White boys to from this year
But before you a pepper, you better pick up your heater
Cause even Peter could pick up a mic
But what it's like to a fight with me
Is putting Nikes on a cheetah, better speed up
Or at in my case Adidas
I'm out this bitch, drinking Sprite by the

Shady

[Verse 2: Joe
Say I'm from the new school, I'mma say your tone and watch your mouth
If they teaching how to Dougie, I'm condoning out
Forced to wild, y'all me then gave me up
I just perfected being hip-hop's child, now check it
Don't y'all for being trash, fans are copping it
The radio's the crime scene, the are the hostages
In my youth I'd throw shots, the fad was it
I'm grown: I watching the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that four-headed monster in the storm
Snipe 'em a distance: the scope got a long zoom
You Super Mario is in the wrong room
Gotta figure here, you get bigger if you on shrooms
If it was left to me, I'd revive the game be 'bout
I'd 've took the wine outta Amy
Enough raps from you cats bout cockin' a snub back
couldn't teach me how to love that
But I got this chick from uptown, she my summer
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 Inn, learned that from Max B
why the haters envy, kinda wanna send me llamas
I made it right before their eyes like I was
Is it me or is I'm hearing just pitiful
Airwaves the same, now the typical
My skin's thick so the ignored
So to die, you'd think I did it before
The boy's with the trash talk
Magic or with the black ball
Way I bounce off the asphalt cat paws
Glass jaw, Hood of your mask will be the with no passport
Body be in a mansion in one of my trapdoors
If punks had award you whores categore
Probably be that of awards between Michael Rappaport and Kenny
I know hip-hop's alive and
If it died, you other crews wouldn't the smell

3: Crooked I]
I spot a victim, the plot'll when the clock is ticking
I caught him slipping, I give him a shot
I hit him with proper spitting, hottest writtens and
So competition's a contradiction mention they got a Crooked
Highly fiction we probably different, got henchmen
Opposition, I'll body quick as Bugatti
I'm on a to get richer, the sickest lyric-kicker
Digging a ditch for spitters
Weak lyricists get
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, my whole coastal region
Like I'm to, flow is going postal even
Open season, heart close to
as Eazy nigga, approach, I'm squeezing believe me
Dopest Westcoaster breathing so most ya I'm vegan
I'm beefing rappers need to keep it trill
Give me a to kill
Too many people eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my ether
And ain't even real, you bout to die in this cypher
Before you die you should do the and leave a Will

[Verse 4: Ortiz]
I a rap dude, I'm a dude who rap
Before this, I was crack
Killers become when y'all rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink, they'll your snaps
You ain't cool, you with your foolish act
Skinny jeans don't mean your ass shoot, it means your booty
Don't play like Tyler
This the of pain
Flow brown, and heavy
When it to 16's, I'm a fiend
Seen in the studio near a needle with a mean
Probably writing bars to Nas' Thief's Theme my Yaowa on
Man, all Olajuwons, we the dream 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 Puerto
keep the fire ready
And tryna put me out's like tryna steal a transvestite Eddie

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

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

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