Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more 'bout slime no
That five white cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I climb no more
a hot boy like the 504
Master of the p and the pies go
Damn free, I need a least five, four more
What you see you tell me
Walked in like the scene in Belly
Like let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] where I those
What Niggas been broke
[?] send you a napkin with your toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came back with everywhere
Trunk of the Vic, kept drugs heavy there
You thought it was '96, Jesus head heavy
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 than of 'em
School my bro, I look forward to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I just copped another
I just up the lot pushing another drop
My first stop 95th hit the butterspot
The feds got me on that could get my mother hot

[Verse 2:
matter, on a mission, baby, listen
I put myself in position, man, it's a family
My pops blood in vein I got
So two things I can 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
why [?] don't kill more
[?] and these stupid niggas still
You slow for real though, what you hear for?
Ain't trying to nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you me now, we rising
I got game and I wore an [?]
for my people and I'mma die for my people
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get mail my people
I'd raise hell for my people, it out with the devil
Then head to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever
for my people, how soon
Who don't want easy, autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma keep it
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, my people, people
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that 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 mind on it
See block here, I grind on it
99% of waste lines, over 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 serious 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 grabbing a
No lights in the crib, red light on the
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 the same actress
everything, I'm fucking the game backwards
Put more 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 no more
The loyalty, the fuck is that these days?
Best friends is getting each other clapped 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 the shorties
Go outside now I see 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 started a lot of ain't going
Now I don't listen to rap, a lot of ain't flowing
doing it for a while, now it's time to bring dough in
Humble, I don't or boast in these streets
But these white be looking like coke on my feet
I ain't get it from that coke on the streets
Got mine from putting coke on the beat
...

4: Ransom]
Niggas know I don't gratitude
Look at this shoes, you can tell [?]
Street prophecies by the resurrection of Socrates
sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting philosophy
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
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 probably doing cause of [?]
[?] of me like the major arteries starving me
Till this day wonder 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 pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing fatigue