Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more 'bout no more
That five pure cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I climb no more
a hot boy like the 504
Master of the p and the go forth
Damn near free, I need a five, four more
you see you can't tell me
Walked in like the scene in Belly
let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] where I those
What happened? Niggas broke
[?] send you a napkin with your kids
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came back with bloods
Trunk of the Vic, kept drugs heavy there
You it was '96, Jesus head heavy here
Now I'm rich like ''look, boy I'm them''
Trying to play fantasy football Hov and them
Pick another check, shit, I took more than of 'em
School my little bro, I look forward to 'em
Yeah, now I copped another watch
I just drove up the lot pushing another
My stop 95th 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 tradition
My pops blood in vein I got
So two I can never do is change and stop
They understand the pain or the brain I got
They weren't there when them people came and changed them ever
That's why [?] don't more
[?] and stupid niggas still slow
You slow for real though, what you hear for?
Ain't to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you me now, we rising
I got and I should've wore an [?]
for my people and I'mma die for my people
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get from my people
I'd hell for my people, shoot it out with the devil
Then head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm whatever
This for my people, how
Who don't easy, that autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, just my people,
People, people, my the Corleone
Wow, let off the 40
that while I'm with people
They gon have to see you, evil

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
Come with triggers, see that floor, I put your on it
See this block here, I on it
99% of niggas waste lines, over here got 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 cause I ever play
Bad karma back in the days I ain't ever pray
I with the trickery, don't t be trying to get at us
Beat you til my hands roast and grabbing a cactus
No lights in the crib, red on the ratchet
Eight balls on the block, but the 40's was only
Before was 3 of us on the same mattress
Now there's 3 of us fucking the actress
Dogging everything, I'm fucking the game
Put green leaf in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm rapping, first of all
I'm doing this so my moms ain't gotta work no
Music away the pain, it don't hurt no more
Was looking for wealth, but I ain't gotta search no
The loyalty, where the fuck is that days?
Best friends is getting each other clapped days
These young niggas really know how to act these days
It was better when I was in my athlete days
Go outside, hoop a little, you know, flirt the shorties
Go outside now I see somebody the 40
Pen and a pad, I'm interpreting the
All you see is what a lot of niggas ain't
So when the tour started a lot of ain't going
Now I don't to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
Been it for a while, now it's time to bring dough in
Humble, I don't brag or in these streets
But these white phones be looking like coke on my
I ain't get it from that coke on the streets
Got mine from putting cooked on the beat
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4: Ransom]
Niggas know I don't show
Look at this rapper shoes, you can [?]
Street told by the resurrection of Socrates
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on property
Deep as them fossils be under the Earth
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
Getting popped with bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a novelty to the rap minority, perfect
like a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably doing robberies of [?]
[?] part of me the major arteries starving me
this day wonder where my father be
Pardon me, is hard to me, life is a lottery
it to [?] like pornography
It hard to see like photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill Sean Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing fatigue