Luyện nghe bài hát Cookin' Keys

[Verse 1: Nixon]
I'm in the kitchen up bananas
Cameras on the with the police scanners
By any means I'm a get papers
Ride with a nigga or these vapours
melodic, cool water with butters on
Got beef with a nigga, save that for another
Paz on so he putting his brothers on
still the same, get you murked by a gutter john
Head in the streets cause the is spacious
stretched out legs feel like a spaceship
Cheques ain't clear, I'm hitting y'all with the
If the cheque never I'd hit your mom and a cap
Got the on smash, key notes on wax
Hundred pack on iTunes trying to make cream
Yeah, the key's cooked and the is stovetop
It's Chef Boyardee flipping on your whole block

[Verse 2: Des
Yeah, born in the coldest winter, live and I die a
And while I'm I'm hustling, get paper with my niggas
Last of a dying breed, clique in your section
Before I leave my rest, kiss my wiz, my weapon
that's my right hand man, that fifty cal chrome
Off-safety when I roam, I ain't never
catch a nigga slipping, won't catch a nigga dipping
Cause I done mastered my high, you out your tripping
Yeah you can and try, won't be the smartest move
My bitch [? ] the hammer, make it do what it do
Hustler, a son of one, I'm a son of one
My money it got right, copped me gun

[Verse 3: The Warchild]
These punk bitches get the the gas face
I feel like in his last race
last lap in this game, I'm a hit the throttle
Syze, we celebrate new life, hit this
Plan, I think the situation's hairy
We make say the Our Father and their Hail Mary
Scary how niggas Judas, no trust
I it back to 5-6 when it was only us
Snakes slither in the grass in the field
So I manoeuvre through them by sitting in a bigger
a small time hustler, I'm a bigger deal
And shit you spit will be the shit that get you killed
for war, I'm in it for the long haul
Throwing a molotov
Yeah, my fort with my pipes drawn
I kill everything when mic's on, believe it

Yo f-u-c-k-f-b-I cops, you niggas don't my shit
I tell them niggas a dirty dick with gonorrhea on the tip
I'm getting money courtesy of bitch
Nigga the Army Of The Pharaohs, we hood American Idols
You like us? You can suck my dick
I got a long rope and an oxy if you feeling
See that window? Hop out bitch

4: Demoz]
Nigga think you can ease it be it but see me not
I'm too heated and weeded to lose it so be hot
They just fiending to be the most conceited on the top
I'm leaning to be the most meanest as and Pac
Man demons is dreaming [? ] for their spot
It's to see they just want to be me cause I'm hot
So fuck my and my plot, smoking weed in your [? ]
And fall dummy to that casket cause eat at you pop
You can believe it or not, I done sold to a cop
Caught a case, banged it and ran to the fiends on my block
Fiends on my block? That's logical, my flow is
I put a dots on your block like dominoes
Red beaming them, I with my team and them
I keep four nines in the tuck like and them
This my track, a diss that
Cause when you shoot like a freethrow you like Shaq

[Verse 5:
I'm from county, the killers they all surround me
I'm losing my nigga slowly Poppa Large make him of me
If you see Nemi tell your people to see me
I'm here for the and holding these streets down, believe me
My nigga Balo, I know your is platinum
I'm a see you at the gates, I'll be rocking ravishing
The Seven made for the sacrificial
The baptismal of rap bristle to
My rap is murder tracks and pencils
Gat utensils is only used for acting simple
My slice niggas like a caesarean
You killable right? I spit bars a barbarian

6: Reef The Lost Cauze]
I never thought I'd see the day hip hop would give birth to
Mr. T mohawks and Urkel glasses, I'm from a where they rob cool kids
And I wear skinny jeans cause my Glock's too big
Yeah, I got the wildest style, death a childish smile
Beat you with soap in a sock, you a Private
I'm fear order from onions I peel quarters
What's rap? I bump and Creedence Clearwater
Bad rising, I'm howling at the bitch
Haters baffled how he a thousand on the kicks
I get thousands just to spit, all the drama shit
I make statements, get bank statements and deposit slips
And it's always be this way
C-notes like hall in tenth grade
To this day I bitches and get paid
What's piff? I got the green monster like