Luyện nghe bài hát Hnhh Cypher

(Kid Ink)

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

(Meek Mill)

They sleeping on me
Time for me to them up
Counting all these fucking
till I get a cut
kill the
now ? then I them up
time we Black and Yellow
when the caution is up
ha, that record
of
spitting that
really is drugs
theres in the air
I feeling the love
you like an fly
I'm killing buzzzzz
I'm the beat
is pacman
I'm on the
a motherfucking lap dance
shorty do whatever
says a rap fan
nigga round me
Robin,
All coupes
All wheels
out the line
ima show you how that mac
I'm like she ? in the corner of backfield
? or get your cap pilled?
rolling and then swerving and ? ur neighborhood
let my money do the
I aint gotta say Im
Who is
I ain't gotta say I
riding an engine bitch
I gotta say I'm hood
I tell a hoe to me
and me
I be money
like I fucking hit the
If I ever hit your
then is my apology
suckas they be tripping
bout these trynna body me

(Los)

I'm to go over round my arm
lean a way that I could it now
round my head
Taliban the building down
cock blocker
I'm a fly top
In my all red
like a top Prada
on my mouth to the drama
and would be gripping from my lips
as I'm spitting that that Osama be gripping
hungry as a poverty
victim
where the rascals of and chickens
win the ticket
And your girl let me pop it in real
I it like they locked me in a room
with the that killed Mike
I like, put me in a field let the field lights
shine on the now watch me kill all the field mice
I'm anthrax you
I'm about to go
Jack black Jack
got the saran wrap
stand back I'm an antagonist
slapping you faggots the can in a bandwagon
of the century, mack and the bench of three
I hear it was trying to crack it eventually
rappers they me
boy I put this on my
you'll end up
Im jus trynna brother
still getting cheescake on dummies
deal or no deal i got a briefcase of money
Jahlil on the beat, Will this shit
and its T-Lanez, Ink, Meek, and Los in bitch

(Tory Lanez)