Luyện nghe bài hát Da Cypha

Yo 1, 2, 1, 2
The Clef is back with adjustments
camp
Turn it up! it up! Turn it up
Yo, you see them Refugees right there, goin in the car

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they give a uh

And Flex save you, even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon be in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks, the way I be robbin
I'm a for the S-500, I want it
to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me, be chasin after
And they don't stop at my after the Diallo shootin
in waitin, marksmen recruitin
Salutin, thug confederates, and reason
Time and treatin, Air One we leavin
Panama red, 52 hands for ransom
My man Johnny Handsome, to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get to business
We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is
Blah, blah, I got two to kill
We want 5 mil in a private jet so peel

Supreme C been after mean figures, ask my lil
back in the days, before he was raised
Ain't puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
My art sharp, shoot your posse
Nigga you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by
Whoever come fest, one of the best
I'm gettin assets, ass bets, squat by your address
I to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you
Why try to hide accomplice vibe
Yo, we bread, break heads, my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble, F your man do
all about this husltin game, muscle and fame
Tussles in rain, take aim, blush you with
My is unexplainable, switch, changeable
And I stay remain able, with bigger guns at you

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they give a uh

I run up in Da Cypha, heavily armed with bars of metaphoric harm
A python poisonous charm, extending my arm
figures way to the back
Out of your reach, like Fatal Attract
Freeze, a bar stroke, an ace of spades
I'll kiss you wit a blade when I think I'm played
Made woman, you never in bed with the same
You say you want it, you wanna see the omen
When my sixth sense start flowin, I bless like holy
I don't wanna die 'cause I'm my only daughter
But yo, sometimes I see the writin on the
You know the testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
Close frames in the hall, will you stand or you fall
Your whole click is on the run, now you tell it all
About the shifters, me, I'm a cipher drifter
My sixteen bars is up, so to the mixes

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they give a uh

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends they give a uh

31st, I was standing by the sour
These thugs don't wanna talk, they want these Pumas I bought
outta school, picked on 'cause I'm bilingual
I barely English but the gun language was universal
Ran in the store, spoke to Gabriel
He said, you have problems, here's a feezy Israel
Ran back outside, just before I could say homicide
Threw the biscuit in the bushes, runnin like Owens
Police showed up, but I was in existence
Back in the crib thinkin bout I just did
I'm a police of defense but I'm bound to catch bid
My hypothesis was right, knocked the door, homie
Like a super in the projects rent money
Just when I thought I get my life in the states
Is when I found myself climbin down the escape
Bodies found in Virginia, the dumpsters, no
18 Shell cases in front of the grocery
Flee the scene of the crime y'all kick the door
No, your honor, that must be old rhyme that I wrote
And lyrics sometime, man, misinterpretate it
For example, when I say gun, I my pen and paper
And everytime I and spit the crowd jump
'Cause I'm still Digital like "humpty hump"
Feel the funk comin through elephant trunks
I ain't Kriss Kross my clothes yet
And yet y'all "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"
You in Da

Keys they in the trunk

Fiends they don't a uh

Stay in the when you hear

It means the outside you hear

Where the real at you hear

Honey who chill the gats you hear

Yo don't crap man

Just 'cause your wit you man

'Cause both o gon go man

To a where no man knows man

Femme fatale,

Supreme C, kinda

Marie in the back with the techs

Y'all the flavor Refugee Camp