Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more 'bout slime no
five white pure cause I'm so raw
Drip till I couldn't climb no more
a hot boy like the 504
Master of the p and the go forth
Damn free, I need a least five, four more
What you see you tell me
Walked in like the first scene in
Like let 'em in though, Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, [?] where I send those
What Niggas been broke
[?] send you a napkin with your toked
Bluh, bluh, everywhere
They jumped caddy, came back with bloods everywhere
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 fantasy football with Hov and them
another check, shit, I took more than both of 'em
School my little bro, I look to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I copped another watch
I drove up the lot pushing another drop
My first stop then hit the butterspot
The feds got me on shit that get my mother hot

2: Lantana]
Military matter, on a mission, baby,
I put in position, man, it's a family tradition
My pops in every vein I got
So two I can never do is change and stop
They don't understand the or the brain I got
They weren't there them people came and changed them locks ever
That's why [?] don't kill
[?] and these stupid niggas still
You still slow for real though, you hear for?
Ain't to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you hear me now, we
I got and I should've wore an [?]
Live for my people and die for my people
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get from my people
I'd raise hell for my people, 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 keep it
Ratchet on me, got no homies, just my people, people
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that while I'm people
They gon have to see you, it's

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
with triggers, see that floor, I put your mind on it
See this block here, I on it
99% of niggas waste lines, here got nines on it
I grinds, I'm trying to get it every way
Til I'm eating like it's Thanksgiving day
Stay with a face cause I don't ever play
Bad karma back in the days I ain't ever pray
I ain't with the trickery, t be trying to get at us
Beat you til my hands turn roast and a cactus
No lights in the crib, red on the ratchet
Eight balls on the block, but the 40's was only
Before there was 3 of us on the same
Now 3 of us fucking the same actress
Dogging everything, I'm fucking the backwards
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 away the pain, it don't no more
Was for wealth, but I ain't gotta search no more
The loyalty, where the is that these days?
Best friends is getting each clapped these days
These young niggas really know how to act these days
It was better when I was younger in my days
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 what a lot of ain't showing
So when the tour a lot of niggas ain't going
Now I listen to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
Been doing it for a while, now it's time to bring in
Humble, I don't or boast in these streets
But white phones be looking like coke on my feet
I get it from distributing that coke on the streets
Got mine from putting coke on the beat
...

[Verse 4:
Niggas know I don't gratitude
Look at rapper shoes, you can tell [?]
Street prophecies told by the resurrection of
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on that
Deep as them be under the Earth geography
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
popped with three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a to the rap minority, perfect harmony
Paper like a lobotomy, the devil lurking of me
The ghetto doing robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the major starving me
Till this day where my father be
me, this is hard to me, life is a lottery
Played it to [?] like
It ain't hard to see like
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill Sean Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these thugs wearing army fatigue