Luyện nghe bài hát Da Cypha

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

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they give a uh

And Flex couldn't save you, even if he a bomb in this
You still gon be found in a
My name should be Robin Banks, the way I be robbin
I'm a fiend for the S-500, I 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
in waitin, marksmen recruitin
Salutin, thug confederates, and reason
Time and treatin, Air One we leavin
Panama red, holdin 52 for ransom
My man Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, 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

Supreme C been after figures, ask my lil nigga
back in the days, before he was raised
Ain't nobody puttin 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, by done
Whoever murder fest, one of the best
I'm gettin assets, ass bets, squat by your address
I come to kick it wit you, walk stickin wit you
Why try to hide from accomplice
Yo, we break bread, heads, my people shake feds
and scramble, F what your man do
It's all this husltin game, muscle and fame
Tussles in rain, take aim, blush you with
My language is unexplainable, switch,
And I stay remain able, with bigger aimed at you

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they don't a uh

I run up in Da Cypha, heavily with endless bars of metaphoric harm
A python with poisonous charm, my arm
Pushing figures way to the
Out of your reach, excessive 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 with the same
You say you it, you don't wanna see the omen
When my sense start flowin, I bless like holy water
I don't wanna die 'cause I'm my only daughter
But yo, sometimes I see the writin on the
You the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall
Your whole click is on the run, now would you it all
About the night shifters, me, I'm a drifter
My sixteen bars is up, so to the mixes

Keys goin in the trunk

Fiends they don't a uh

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they give a uh

31st, I was standing by the sour
These thugs don't wanna talk, they want these Pumas I bought
Fresh outta school, picked on 'cause I'm
I barely spoke English but the gun language was
Ran in the store, spoke to Gabriel
He said, you have problems, a feezy from Israel
Ran back outside, before I could say another homicide
Threw the biscuit in the bushes, runnin Jesse Owens
showed up, but I was nowhere in existence
Back in the thinkin bout what I just did
I'm a police of defense but I'm bound to this bid
My hypothesis was right, they the door, homie
Like a super in the projects wantin rent
Just when I thought I get my straight in the states
Is when I found myself climbin down the fire
Bodies in Virginia, under the dumpsters, no
18 cases in front of the grocery sto'
Flee the scene of the crime y'all kick the door
No, your honor, must be some old rhyme 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 the crowd jump
I'm still Digital Underground like "humpty hump"
Feel the funk through your elephant trunks
I ain't even Kriss Kross my yet
And yet wanna "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"
You in Da

Keys they goin in the

Fiends they give a uh

Stay in the when you hear

It the murder's outside you hear

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 o y'all gon go man

To a place where no man man

Femme fatale,

Supreme C, dope

Marie in the back with the techs

Y'all the flavor Refugee Camp