Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no 'bout slime no more
That white pure cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I couldn't climb no
a hot boy like the 504
Master of the p and the go forth
Damn free, I need a least five, four more
you see you can't tell me
Walked in like the first in Belly
let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] I send those
What happened? been broke
[?] send you a with your kids toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
jumped this caddy, came back with bloods everywhere
Trunk of the Crown Vic, kept drugs there
You thought it was '96, head heavy here
Now I'm rich ''look, boy I'm over them''
Trying to play fantasy football with Hov and
another check, shit, I took more than both 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 first stop 95th hit the butterspot
The feds got me on that could get my mother hot

[Verse 2:
Military matter, on a mission, baby,
I put in position, man, it's a family tradition
My pops blood in every I got
So two things I can never do is change and
They understand the pain or the brain I got
They weren't there when them people came and them locks ever
why [?] don't kill more
[?] and these niggas still slow
You still slow for real though, what you for?
Ain't to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you me now, we rising
I got game and I should've an [?]
for my people and I'mma die for my people
I'd go to for my people, hope I get mail from 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 don't want easy, autotune
Listen, I got you, keep it ratchet
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, 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
Come with triggers, see that floor, I put mind on it
See this here, I grind 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 every day
with a serious face cause I don't ever play
Bad back in the days cause I ain't ever pray
I ain't with the trickery, don't t be 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 there was 3 of us on the same
Now 3 of us fucking the same actress
Dogging everything, I'm the game backwards
Put more leaf in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm still rapping, of all
I'm doing this so my ain't gotta work 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 fuck is that these
Best friends is getting each clapped these days
young niggas really don't know how to act these days
It was better I was younger 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 the story
All you see is what a lot of niggas showing
So when the tour a lot of niggas ain't going
Now I listen to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
doing it for a while, now it's time to bring dough in
Humble, I don't brag or boast in these
But white phones be looking like coke on my feet
I ain't get it from distributing that coke on the
Got from putting cooked coke on the beat
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4: Ransom]
Niggas know I don't gratitude
Look at this shoes, you can tell [?]
Street told by the resurrection of Socrates
sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting philosophy
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on that
as them fossils 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 novelty to the rap minority, harmony
Paper like a lobotomy, the lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the arteries starving me
this day wonder where my father be
Pardon me, this is hard to me, life is a
Played it to [?] pornography
It ain't hard to see photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to like Sean Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing fatigue