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 right there, they goin in the car

Keys they in the trunk

Fiends they give a uh

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

Supreme C been after figures, ask my lil nigga
Since back in the days, before he was
Ain't nobody puttin fear in my heart, who a jumpstart
My art sharp, your posse apart
Nigga you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by
Whoever come murder fest, one of the
I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, by your address
I come to kick it wit you, beans stickin wit you
Why try to hide from vibe
Yo, we break bread, break heads, my people feds
Gamble and scramble, F your man do
all about this husltin game, muscle and fame
Tussles in rain, take aim, blush you game
My language is unexplainable, switch,
And I remain able, with bigger guns aimed at you

Keys they in the trunk

Fiends they give a uh

I run up in Da Cypha, heavily with endless bars of metaphoric harm
A python with charm, extending my arm
Pushing way to the back
Out of your reach, excessive like Fatal
Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of
I'll kiss you wit a blade I think I'm gettin played
Made woman, you never in bed with the woman
You say you want it, you don't see the omen
When my sixth sense start flowin, I bless like water
I don't wanna die 'cause I'm my daddy's daughter
But yo, I see the writin on the wall
You know the testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
Close frames in the hall, you stand or will you fall
Your click is on the run, now would you tell it all
About the night shifters, me, I'm a cipher
My sixteen bars is up, so peace to the

Keys they goin in the

Fiends don't give a uh

Keys they in the trunk

Fiends don't give a uh

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

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends don't give a uh

Stay in the when you hear

It means the murder's outside you

Where the real killers at you

Honey who chill the gats you hear

Yo don't talk man

Just 'cause your wit you man

'Cause both o gon go man

To a place where no man man

Femme fatale,

Supreme C, dope

Marie Antoinette in the back the techs

Y'all know the flavor Refugee