Luyện nghe bài hát Hnhh Cypher

(Kid Ink)

I said its kid ink
to the max like tj
body up like the bottom of the free way
game don't like it niggas to get a key made
run shit it aint nothing but a relay
it ain't you can tell us
to roll up kush sticky like elmer's
this ain't no how i act like
going head up me bring a motherfuckin helmet
you just special ed
all i see is but my eyes so red
and all i do is win got a full of clouds
bout to take shot but I'm used to the fouls
i it
you could take 2 to the mouth its
it up 2 to the south
tell them
put 2 in the air
so said it must be the flu in the air
if you do it big i prolly did it od
thought it was a dream but i aint never get no
up all night higher then the nose bleed
swear i was raised by beats moblique
came the bottom
in the roaches
now niggas blunts aint as fat as my
to go HAM, ya n-ggas just kosher
I'ma in the water, see the fin then its over

(Meek Mill)

They sleeping on me
for me to wake them up
Counting all these babies
I get a paper cut
kill the
now ? I make them up
Only we Black and Yellow
when the caution is up
ha, that record
of
spitting that
this really is
theres in the air
I feeling the love
you an irritating fly
I'm killing buzzzzz
I'm the beat
this is
I'm on the
like a motherfucking lap
shorty gonn' do
says a rap fan
Every nigga me
Robin,
All coupes
All black
out the line
ima show you how mac feel
I'm like she ? in the of that backfield
? or get your motherfucking cap
and then swerving and ? through ur neighborhood
let my money do the
I aint gotta say Im
Who is
I ain't gotta say I
like an engine bitch
I gotta say I'm hood
I a hoe to follow me
and me
I be money
like I hit the lottery
If I ever hit girl
then is my apology
These suckas they be
bout these bitches body me

(Los)

I'm about to go over my arm
lean a way I could feel it now
round my head
Taliban the building down
High cock
I'm a fly top
In my all red
a high top Prada
on my mouth to the drama
and lies would be gripping from my
as I'm spitting that shit that Osama be
as a poverty stricken
robbery
the rascals of waffles and chickens
win the lottery
And girl let me pop it in real life
I beat it like they locked me in a
with the doctor that Mike
I feel like, put me in a field let the lights
shine on the field now watch me kill all the field
I'm anthrax you
I'm about to go
Black black Jack
got the saran wrap
stand I'm slamming an antagonist
you faggots putting the can in a bandwagon
swag of the century, and the bench of three
I hear it was nothing trying to it eventually
rappers mention me
boy I put on my mother
end up interscope
Im jus trynna brother
still getting cheescake on dummies
deal or no i got a briefcase full of money
Jahlil on the beat, Will hosting shit
and its T-Lanez, Ink, Meek, and Los in bitch

(Tory Lanez)