Luyện nghe bài hát BET Shady 2.0 Cypher

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

[Verse 1:
Put these 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 I can relate, cause I live in the cage
I throw up the A, I take em to
I give them a
An easy E for effort, WWA
White with an
Alphabet is on my plate
All I got is Z's sleeping on me
I get em awake
I spoon em a sound
In a room full of deceivers and
Who believe in it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I from the couch of the VIP like a potato
With a of meatheads, like fuck it
just feed em a cow
Plenty of boys to pick from this year
But before you pick a pepper, you better up your heater
Cause even Piper could pick up a mic
But it's like to pick a fight with me
Is like putting Nikes on a cheetah, better up
Or at least in my Adidas
I'm out this bitch, drinking by the two-liter

Shady

[Verse 2: Joe
Say I'm from the new school, I'mma say your tone 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 blame y'all for being trash, fans are 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 ain't the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that monster in the storm looms
Snipe 'em from a the scope got a long zoom
You Mario thugs is in the wrong room
Gotta figure here, you won't get bigger if you on
If it was left to me, I'd what the game be 'bout
I'd 've took the outta Amy house
Enough raps from you scrub bout cockin' a snub back
couldn't teach me how to love that
But I got this chick from uptown, she my summer
parents broke, but she come from money
Think my is her paper to burn
So I lock her out, and now she 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 before their eyes like I was Benihanas
Is it me or is what I'm 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 Walt with the ball
Way I bounce off the asphalt cat paws
Glass jaw, Hood of your mask will be the with no passport
Body be found in a in one of my trapdoors
If punks had award you status whores
Probably be that of awards between Michael and Kenny Latimore
I hip-hop's alive and well
If it died, you other crews survive the smell

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

[Verse 4: Joell
I ain't a rap dude, I'm a who rap
Before this, I was moving
Killers y'all become when rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink, remove your snaps
You ain't cool, you with your foolish act
Skinny jeans don't mean your ass shoot, it means your claps
Don't play like Tyler
This the Slaughterhouse of
brown, tight and heavy
When it to 16's, I'm a fiend
Seen in the studio near a with a mean lean
Probably writing bars to Thief's Theme getting my Yaowa on
Man, all these Olajuwons, we the team
This is an all day
They fiending for us to break like water
The four quarters all the eating
And y'all know why I made the cut, I'm Puerto Rican
Ortiz keep the 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 make the sticker
On the of that Phantom, your suicide note
Hi Rihanna...is Nicki with you
Let me know so I can buy binoculars and
Hi Rihanna...I don't need to know you
You me you love my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna... now to y'all fools
We rock out like the of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames I to see the world through
Don't ask me nothing 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
I'm your daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don't kill but your father will like Smith
I tell you like I tell my Spanish
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 cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper alive I shot 'em
Smack his on the butt and buy her some red bottom
Bring every rapper back to see his wife
While I'm cyber-sexing with Jessica via Skype
I'm on my D-boy, thing
Spiritual steelo swing Cee-Lo Green
Get out the camera yo B Roll bling
You your flow is wack
We the market like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, this is what two million sold and an album that's gold
Look like without having to sell your

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

You're about to see peace destroyed, never be restored
When I unleash these beastly hordes on CD stores
Wanna stop it: you gon' need a priest, at three swords
A to ill from the Beastie Boys, three Ouija boards
A and please be warned, don't ask what the squeegee's for
Or the holy water, acid raps that'll eat these
Eat a hole in a book, you see these horns
And as for me you ask I'm gone, will he be mourned
..is puke luke warm, should Casey Anthony do
Can chick fit a new born dead baby inside a fricking shoebox
With a
Smothered in so she can go get her groove on
Can she duct tape and Velcro a
Joell, yo tell Joe I his
Empty box from his old shell 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 kids
Quit tryna bite me and you wench sit still
Did you just put your six heel through my Benz windshield
Is it we bout to kick up
Can Yelawolf fit a of rum in a big cup
Between his stick shift in his pickup
And drink like a hick redneck hillbilly will til he gets
Flipping the script up Mike Vick
Getting bit in his junk by a Pit, yup I'm a pup
I'd be a horrible magician cause fuck a trick up
Fix your lips up to say fly, or zip up
A B, C, you said you were gonna do X-Y-Z
Til you around and get dropped 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 king of this booth
more like a phone booth
Superman in bitch, Kryptonite won't do
It gives me more power, I the Fat Boys and
Eat rat poison, take showers
Fresh outta the mental
And me not flossing a middle finger while I hop in a mosh
Be like Nas gospel or R&B, you crazy
Me up daisies, that thought is impossible
As if flashing across the
Posdnuos was caught with a
With a huge johnson, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties and an aqua blue
Swallowing a popsicle, tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it ain't
I'mma rap 'til I'm fuel