Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't no more 'bout slime no more
That white pure cause I'm so raw
rocks till I couldn't climb no more
Became a hot boy the 504
Master of the p and the go forth
Damn near free, I need a least five, four
What you see you can't me
Walked in like the scene in Belly
Like let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench
Mac 10, let the go, half [?] where I send those
What Niggas been broke
[?] send you a napkin with your toked
Bluh, bluh, everywhere
They jumped this caddy, came back with bloods
of the Crown Vic, kept drugs heavy there
You it was '96, Jesus head heavy here
Now I'm rich ''look, boy I'm over them''
Trying to play fantasy football Hov and them
Pick another check, shit, I took more both of 'em
my little bro, I look forward to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I copped another watch
I just drove up the lot pushing another
My first stop then hit the butterspot
The got me on shit that could get my mother hot

2: Lantana]
Military matter, on a mission, baby,
I put myself in position, man, it's a family
My blood in every vein I got
So two things I can do is change and stop
They understand the pain or the brain I got
They weren't there when them people came and them locks ever
That's why [?] don't kill
[?] and these stupid niggas slow
You slow for real though, what you hear for?
trying to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you me now, we rising
I got and I should've wore an [?]
Live for my people and die for my people
I'd go to for my people, hope I get mail from my people
I'd raise for my people, shoot it out with the devil
Then head to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever
This for my people, how
Who don't want easy, autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, my people, people
People, people, my the Corleone
Wow, let off the 40
that while I'm with people
They gon to see you, it's evil

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
Come triggers, see that floor, I put your mind on it
See block here, I grind on it
99% of waste lines, over here got nines on it
I switch grinds, I'm to get it every way
Til I'm eating like it's every day
Stay with a serious face I don't ever play
Bad karma back in the days cause I ever pray
I ain't the trickery, don't t be trying to get at us
Beat you til my hands roast and grabbing a cactus
No in the crib, red light on the ratchet
Eight balls on the block, but the was only jackets
Before there was 3 of us on the mattress
Now there's 3 of us fucking the same
Dogging everything, I'm fucking the game
Put more green leaf in the air St.Patrick's
I'm still rapping, of all
I'm doing this so my moms ain't gotta no more
Music take the pain, it don't hurt no more
Was looking for wealth, but I ain't gotta no more
The loyalty, where the fuck is these days?
Best friends is each other clapped these days
young niggas really don't know how to act these days
It was better when I was younger in my athlete
Go outside, hoop a little, you know, flirt with the
Go now I see somebody squirting the 40
Pen and a pad, I'm the story
All you see is a lot of niggas ain't showing
So when the tour started a lot of niggas going
Now I don't to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
Been doing it for a while, now it's time to bring in
Humble, I brag or boast in these streets
But these phones be looking like coke on my feet
I ain't get it from distributing coke on the streets
Got mine from putting cooked coke on the
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[Verse 4:
Niggas I don't show gratitude
Look at this shoes, you can tell [?]
Street told by the resurrection of Socrates
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on property
Deep as fossils be under the Earth geography
Got a lot to kin, no stopping me, is on top of me
Getting with three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a novelty to the rap minority, perfect
Paper like a lobotomy, the devil lurking of me
The ghetto probably doing robberies of [?]
[?] part of me like the major arteries me
Till this day where my father be
me, this is hard to me, life is a lottery
Played it to [?] pornography
It ain't to see like photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill Sean Connery
Street corner harming these fake thugs wearing army fatigue