Luyện nghe bài hát Da Cypha

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

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends don't 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
Used to high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me, be after cops
And they stop at my block after the Diallo shootin
Soldiers in waitin, recruitin
Salutin, confederates, rhyme and reason
Time and treatin, Air One we leavin
Panama red, holdin 52 hands for
My man Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, a minute, let's get down to business
We could shoot up soon as the deal is finished
Blah, blah, I got two to kill
We want like 5 mil in a private jet so

C been after mean figures, ask my lil nigga
Since in the days, before he was raised
nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
My art sharp, shoot posse apart
take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the
I'm gettin assets, ass bets, squat by your address
I come to kick it wit you, walk beans wit you
Why try to from accomplice vibe
Yo, we bread, break heads, my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble, F your man do
It's all about husltin game, muscle and fame
Tussles in rain, aim, blush you with game
My language is unexplainable, switch,
And I stay remain able, bigger guns aimed at you

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't a uh

I run up in Da Cypha, armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
A python poisonous charm, extending my arm
Pushing way to the back
Out of reach, excessive like Fatal Attract
Freeze, a bar stroke, an ace of spades
I'll kiss you wit a blade when I I'm gettin played
Made woman, you never in bed the same woman
You say you want it, you don't see the omen
my sixth sense start flowin, I bless like holy water
I don't wanna die 'cause I'm my daddy's only
But yo, sometimes I see the on the wall
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 night shifters, me, I'm a drifter
My sixteen bars is up, so to the mixes

Keys they in the trunk

Fiends they give a uh

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't a uh

October 31st, I was by the sour
These thugs don't wanna talk, they want Pumas I just bought
Fresh school, picked on 'cause I'm bilingual
I spoke English but the gun language was universal
Ran in the grocery store, to Gabriel
He said, you problems, here's a feezy from Israel
Ran back outside, just before I could say another
Threw the biscuit in the bushes, runnin like Owens
Police showed up, but I was nowhere in
Back in the crib bout what I just did
I'm a police of defense but I'm to catch this bid
My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door,
a super in the projects wantin rent money
Just when I I get my life straight in the states
Is when I found myself down the fire escape
found in Virginia, under the dumpsters, no
18 cases in front of the grocery sto'
Flee the scene of the crime before y'all the door
No, your honor, that must be some old that I wrote
And sometime, man, they misinterpretate it
For example, I say gun, I mean my pen and paper
And everytime I wave and spit the crowd
'Cause I'm still Digital like "humpty hump"
Feel the funk through your elephant trunks
I even Kriss Kross my clothes yet
And yet y'all "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"
You in Da

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends they give a uh

Stay in the when you hear

It the murder's outside you hear

Where the real at you hear

Honey who chill with the gats you

Yo talk 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 know the Refugee Camp