Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more 'bout no more
That five white 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 pies go
Damn near free, I need a five, four more
What you see you can't me
Walked in like the first in Belly
Like let 'em in though, Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the go, half [?] where I send those
What Niggas been broke
[?] send you a napkin with your toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came with bloods everywhere
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 with Hov and
another check, shit, I took more than both of 'em
School my little bro, I forward to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I just another watch
I drove up the lot pushing another drop
My first 95th then hit the butterspot
The feds got me on shit that get my mother hot

[Verse 2:
Military matter, on a mission, baby,
I put myself in position, man, it's a tradition
My pops blood in every I got
So two things I can never do is and stop
They understand the pain or the brain I got
They weren't there when them came and changed them locks ever
That's why [?] don't more
[?] and these niggas still slow
You still slow for real though, you hear for?
Ain't trying to hear nothing till a hit his earlobe
Can you hear me now, we
I got game and I wore an [?]
Live for my people and I'mma die for my
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get mail my people
I'd raise hell for my people, shoot it out the devil
Then head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about
for my people, how soon
Who want easy, that autotune
Listen, I got you, keep it ratchet
on me, ain't got no homies, just my people, people
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that while I'm people
gon have to see you, it's evil

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 switch grinds, I'm to get it every way
Til I'm like it's Thanksgiving every day
Stay a serious face cause I don't ever play
Bad karma back in the cause I ain't ever pray
I ain't the trickery, don't t be trying to get at us
Beat you til my turn roast and grabbing a cactus
No lights in the crib, red on the ratchet
Eight balls on the block, but the 40's was jackets
there was 3 of us on the same mattress
Now there's 3 of us fucking the same
Dogging everything, I'm the game backwards
Put more green in the air than 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 hurt no more
Was looking for wealth, but I gotta search no more
The loyalty, where the fuck is that days?
friends is getting each other clapped these days
These young niggas really don't know how to act days
It was better when I was in my athlete days
Go outside, hoop a little, you know, with the shorties
Go outside now I see somebody 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 don't to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
Been doing it for a while, now it's to bring dough in
Humble, I don't brag or in these streets
But these white be looking like coke on my feet
I ain't get it distributing that coke on the streets
Got mine from putting cooked coke on the
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[Verse 4:
know I don't show gratitude
Look at this rapper shoes, you can [?]
Street prophecies told by the resurrection of
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, philosophy
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on that
Deep as them fossils be under the geography
Got a lot to kin, no stopping me, is on top of me
Getting popped three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a novelty to the rap minority, perfect
Paper like a lobotomy, the devil aside of me
The ghetto probably robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the major starving me
Till this day where my father be
Pardon me, this is hard to me, is a lottery
Played it to [?] pornography
It ain't hard to see like
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to like Sean Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these thugs wearing army fatigue