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
rocks till I couldn't climb no more
Became a hot boy the 504
of the p and the pies go forth
Damn near free, I need a five, four more
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 clip go, [?] where I send those
What happened? Niggas been
[?] send you a napkin your kids toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came back with everywhere
Trunk of the Crown Vic, kept heavy there
You thought it was '96, Jesus head heavy
Now I'm like ''look, boy I'm over them''
Trying to fantasy football with Hov and them
Pick another check, shit, I more than both of 'em
School my little bro, I look to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I copped another watch
I just drove up the lot another drop
My first stop 95th hit the butterspot
The feds got me on that could get my mother hot

2: Lantana]
Military matter, on a mission, baby,
I put myself in position, man, a family tradition
My blood in every vein I got
So two things I can never do is change and
They don't understand the pain or the I got
They weren't there when them people came and them locks ever
That's why [?] kill more
[?] and these stupid niggas slow
You still slow for real though, you hear for?
Ain't trying to hear nothing till a bullet hit his
Can you hear me now, we
I got game and I should've an [?]
Live for my and I'mma die for my people
I'd go to for my people, hope I get mail from my people
I'd hell for my people, shoot it out with the devil
head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever
This for my people, how
Who don't want easy, that
Listen, I got you, I'mma keep it
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, my people, people
People, people, my the Corleone
Wow, let off the 40
Ride 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 here, I grind on it
99% of niggas waste lines, over got nines on it
I switch grinds, I'm to get it every way
Til I'm eating like Thanksgiving every day
with a serious face cause I don't ever play
Bad karma back in the cause I ain't ever pray
I with the trickery, don't t be trying to get at us
you til my hands turn roast and grabbing a cactus
No lights in the crib, red light on the
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 actress
Dogging everything, I'm the game backwards
Put green leaf in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm rapping, first of all
I'm this so my moms ain't gotta work 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?
Best friends is getting each clapped these days
These young really don't 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 started a lot of niggas ain't going
Now I don't listen to rap, a lot of 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 these white 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 this shoes, you can tell [?]
Street prophecies told by the of Socrates
Every sentence I'm properly, manifesting philosophy
monopoly, how .. Oddisee on that property
Deep as them be under the Earth geography
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
Getting popped three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a novelty to the rap minority, harmony
Paper a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the arteries starving me
Till this day wonder where my be
Pardon me, this is hard to me, is a lottery
Played it to [?] pornography
It ain't to see like photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill Sean Connery
Street pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing army fatigue