Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

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

[Verse 1:
Put muthafuckas in a box and I send em away
Put em in a 'llac and pop the trunk
And throw em in the back, ha, dig em a grave
Put a inside that Xerox when I print up a page
Moving keys I can relate, I live in the cage
I throw up the A, I em to school
I give a grade
An easy E for effort, WWA
White with an
Alphabet soup is on my
All I got is Z's they on me
I get em awake
I feed em a sound
In a full of deceivers and clowns
Who believe in making it rain all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP like a
With a bunch of meatheads, fuck it
I'll just em a cow
Plenty of White boys to pick this year
But before you pick a pepper, you better pick up heater
Cause Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to pick a fight me
Is like putting Nikes on a cheetah, speed up
Or at least in my Adidas
I'm out this bitch, drinking Sprite by the

Shady

[Verse 2: Joe
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
Forced to wild, y'all birthed me gave me up
I just being hip-hop's foster child, now check it
Don't blame y'all for being trash, fans are 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 that monster in the storm looms
'em from a distance: the scope got a long zoom
You Super thugs is in the wrong room
Gotta here, you won't get bigger if you on shrooms
If it was left to me, I'd revive what the game be
I'd 've took the outta Amy house
Enough raps from you cats bout cockin' a snub back
Wayne couldn't teach me how to that
But I got chick from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke, but she from money
Think my bread is her paper to
So I lock her out, and now she David is Stern
She's so bad, I make her hit the telly a taxi
Then dead her in the Holiday Inn, learned from Max B
That's why the haters envy, kinda wanna send me
I made it right their eyes like I was Benihanas
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 to die, you'd think I did it before
The boy's Rodman the trash talk
Magic or Walt with the black
Way I off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, of your mask will be the Blackfoot with no passport
Body be in a mansion in one of my trapdoors
If had award you status whores categore
Probably be that of awards Michael Rappaport and Kenny Latimore
I know hip-hop's alive and
If it died, you crews wouldn't survive the smell

[Verse 3: I]
I spot a victim, the plot'll thicken when the is ticking
I caught him slipping, I give him a shot
I hit him with proper spitting, hottest and compositions
So competition's a contradiction somebody they got a Crooked
Highly we probably different, got Gotti henchmen
Opposition, body quick as Bugatti engines
I'm on a to get richer, the sickest lyric-kicker
Digging a ditch for spitters
Weak lyricists get
Sip liquor, spit like a mixture
Of Notorious, Pun and L, get the big
The poster, roast ya
My so deadly it's just like the beanie is close to a holster
It's over, control my 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 still eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my skills
And ain't even real, you bout to die in this cypher
you die you should do the Jada and leave a Will

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

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

[Verse 6:
Ayo, miracle, spiritual individual, criminal
Subliminal, in your swimming

You're about to see 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 swords
A license to ill the Beastie Boys, three Ouija boards
A and please be warned, don't ask what the squeegee's for
Or the water, acid raps that'll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a book, you see these horns
And as for me you ask when I'm gone, will he be
..is luke warm, should Casey Anthony do porn
Can that chick fit a new born baby inside a fricking shoebox
With a
Smothered in chloroform so she can go get her on
Can she duct tape and Velcro a
Joell, yo tell Joe I his
box from his old shell toed Adidas
So I can put these babies in the fetal
getting elbows to the penis
Yeah big
I took some little kids Big Wheel and spit in his frickin big meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch you sit still
Did you just put your six heel through my Benz windshield
Is it dust we bout to up
Can fit a fifth of rum in a big cup
Between his stick shift in his frigging
And like a hick redneck hillbilly will til he gets hicc-ups
Flipping the script up like Mike
Getting bit in his junk by a Pit, yup I'm a pup
I'd be a horrible cause I'll fuck a trick up
Fix your up to say something fly, or zip up
A B, let's C, you said you gonna do X-Y-Z
Til you fuck and get dropped like an E when you add an I-N-G
Don't put a K in front of though, when I MC
Cause I'm not the of this microphone booth
more like a phone booth
Superman in bitch, Kryptonite won't 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 while I hop in a pit'll
Be like Nas doing gospel or R&B, you
Me pushing up daisies, that is impossible
As if across the news
Posdnuos was caught a prostitute
With a huge johnson, boobs and a monstrous of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties and an aqua blue
Swallowing a popsicle, playing pool
So the rumors it ain't happening
I'mma rap 'til I'm fuel