Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

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

[Verse 1:
Put muthafuckas in a box and I send em away
Put em in a gray and pop the trunk
And throw em in the back, jack; ha, dig em a
Put a brick inside that Xerox when I print up a
Moving keys I can relate, cause I in the cage
I up the A, I take em to school
I give a grade
An easy E for effort, WWA
White an attitude
Alphabet 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 room full of deceivers and
Who believe in making it rain cause all they see is the
And I watch from the couch of the VIP a potato
a bunch of meatheads, like fuck it
I'll feed em a cow
Plenty of White boys to from this year
But before you pick a pepper, you better pick up heater
Cause even Peter Piper pick up a mic
But what it's to pick a fight with me
Is like putting Nikes on a cheetah, better up
Or at in my case Adidas
I'm out this bitch, Sprite by the two-liter

Shady

[Verse 2: Joe
Say I'm from the new school, I'mma say check your and watch your mouth
If they how to Dougie, I'm condoning dropping out
Forced to wild, y'all birthed me then me up
I just perfected hip-hop's foster child, now check it
Don't y'all for being trash, fans are copping it
The the crime scene, the masses are the hostages
In my I'd throw shots, the fad was dodging it
I'm grown: I watching the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that monster in the storm looms
Snipe 'em from a distance: the scope got a zoom
You Super thugs is in the wrong room
figure here, you won't get bigger if you on shrooms
If it was left to me, I'd what the game be 'bout
I'd 've took the wine Amy house
Enough raps you scrub cats bout cockin' a snub back
Wayne couldn't teach me how to love
But I got this chick uptown, she my summer bunny
Both broke, but she come from money
Think my is her paper to burn
So I lock her out, and now she doubt David is
She's so bad, I make her hit the from a taxi
Then dead her in the Holiday Inn, learned from Max B
That's why the haters envy, kinda wanna me llamas
I made it right before their eyes like I was
Is it me or is what I'm just pitiful
the same, now the stereo's typical
My skin's thick so the critics
So unafraid to die, think I did it before
The boy's Rodman with the talk
Magic or Walt with the black
Way I bounce off the asphalt cat paws
Glass jaw, Hood of your mask will be the with no passport
be found in a mansion in one of my trapdoors
If punks had you status whores categore
Probably be that of awards between Michael Rappaport and Latimore
I hip-hop's alive and well
If it died, you other crews survive the smell

[Verse 3: I]
I spot a victim, the plot'll thicken the clock is ticking
I caught him slipping, I gotta him a shot
I hit him with proper spitting, hottest and compositions
So competition's a somebody mention they got a Crooked
fiction we probably different, got Gotti henchmen
Opposition, I'll body quick as engines
I'm on a to get richer, the sickest lyric-kicker
Digging a for different spitters
lyricists get disfigured
Sip liquor, spit like a sick
Of Notorious, Pun and L, get the big
The poster, I'll ya
My mind so deadly it's just like the is close to a holster
It's over, control my whole coastal
I'm supposed to, flow is going postal even
Open season, heart to freezing
as Eazy nigga, approach, I'm squeezing believe me
Dopest Westcoaster breathing so ya hope I'm vegan
Nope I'm beefing rappers to keep it trill
me a beat to kill
Too people still eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my ether
And y'all ain't even real, you bout to die in cypher
Before you die you should do the Jada and a Will

[Verse 4: Joell
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, remove your snaps
You ain't cool, you wack your foolish act
Skinny jeans mean your ass shoot, it means your booty claps
Don't play like Perry
This the of pain
Flow brown, tight and
it come to 16's, I'm a fiend
Seen in the studio near a needle with a lean
Probably writing bars to Nas' Thief's Theme getting my on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the team
is an all day slaughter
They fiending for us to break like Beyonce's
The four quarters doing all the
And y'all gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Puerto
Ortiz keep the ready
And tryna put me out's like steal a transvestite from Eddie

[Verse 5: Da 5'9"]
I'm do or die dope, and you can make the sticker
On the door of that Phantom, your suicide
Hi Rihanna...is Nicki living you
Let me know so I can buy and telescopes
Hi Rihanna...I don't need to know you
You tell me you love my music again, we go
Bye Rihanna... now back to fools
We rock out like the outside of a 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 keep her, I say cheaper to
That's why I ride around in a Rolls Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers I'm your daddy, I tell you as this
You kill but your father will like Jayden Smith
I tell you I tell my Spanish chick
You fly, but I ain't going on no landing strip
So get wax on like Daniel San
Or I'mma have to run like De la Hoya in drag when cameras
Point out the greatest rapper I head shot 'em
Smack his girl on the and buy her some red bottom
Bring every deceased back to see his wife
While I'm cyber-sexing Jessica Alba via Skype
I'm on my D-boy, Deebo
Spiritual swing like Cee-Lo Green
Get out the with yo B Roll bling
You know your is wack
We cornered the like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, is what two million singles sold and an album that's gold
Look like without to sell your soul

[Verse 6:
Ayo, lyrical miracle, individual, criminal
Subliminal, in swimming pool

about to see peace destroyed, it'll never be restored
When I unleash beastly hordes on your CD stores
Wanna stop it: you gon' need a priest, at least three
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, three boards
A squeegee and please be warned, don't ask what the for
Or the water, acid raps that'll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see these
And as for me you ask when I'm gone, he be mourned
..is puke luke warm, should Anthony do porn
Can that chick fit a new born dead baby inside a shoebox
a shoehorn
Smothered in chloroform so she can go get her on
Can she duct tape and a fetus
Joell, yo Joe I need his
box from his old shell toed Adidas
So I can put babies in the fetal position
They're getting elbows to the
big deal
I took some little kids Big Wheel and spit in his frickin big kids
Quit tryna me and pinch you wench sit still
Did you just put your six inch heel my Benz windshield
Is it dust we bout to up
Can fit a fifth of rum in a big cup
Between his shift in his frigging pickup
And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly til he gets hicc-ups
the script up like Mike Vick
Getting bit in his junk by a Pit, yup I'm a pup
I'd be a horrible magician cause I'll a trick up
Fix lips up to say something fly, or zip up
A B, C, you said you were gonna do X-Y-Z
Til you fuck around and get dropped like an E you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K in of that though, when I MC
Cause I'm not the king of this microphone
more like a phone booth
Superman in this bitch, Kryptonite do
It gives me power, I bump the Fat Boys 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 Nas doing gospel or R&B, you crazy
Me pushing up daisies, thought is impossible
As if flashing across the
Posdnuos was caught with a
With a huge johnson, boobs and a monstrous tube of
And a bra, some boots, panties and an aqua blue Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it ain't
I'mma rap 'til I'm fossil