Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
can't rhyme no more 'bout slime no more
That five pure cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I couldn't climb no
Became a hot boy the 504
of the p and the pies go forth
Damn free, I need a least five, four more
What you see you can't me
Walked in like the scene in Belly
let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] where I send
What happened? Niggas been
[?] send you a with your kids toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came back with bloods
Trunk of the Crown Vic, kept drugs there
You thought it was '96, Jesus head heavy
Now I'm rich like ''look, boy I'm them''
Trying to play fantasy with Hov and them
Pick check, shit, I took more than both of 'em
School my bro, I look forward to growthing '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 shit that 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 every 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 when them people came and changed them locks
That's why [?] kill more
[?] and these stupid niggas still
You still slow for though, what you hear for?
Ain't trying to hear nothing a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you hear me now, we
I got and I should've wore an [?]
Live for my and I'mma die for my people
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get mail from my
I'd raise for my people, shoot it out with the devil
Then head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm whatever
This for my people, how
Who don't easy, that autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet
on me, ain't got no homies, just my people, people
People, people, my the Corleone
Wow, let off the 40
that while I'm with people
They gon to see you, it's evil

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
Come with triggers, see floor, I put your mind on it
See block here, I grind on it
99% of niggas waste lines, here got nines on it
I switch grinds, I'm trying to get it way
Til I'm like it's Thanksgiving every day
Stay with a serious face cause I don't ever
Bad karma back in the days cause I ain't ever
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 light on the
Eight balls on the block, but the 40's was only
Before there was 3 of us on the mattress
Now there's 3 of us the same actress
Dogging everything, I'm fucking the game
Put more green in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm rapping, first of all
I'm doing so my moms ain't gotta work no more
Music take the pain, it don't hurt no more
Was looking for wealth, but I ain't gotta search no
The loyalty, where the fuck is that these
Best friends is getting each other clapped days
These young niggas really don't know how to act days
It was better when I was younger in my days
Go outside, hoop a little, you know, with the shorties
Go now I see somebody squirting the 40
Pen and a pad, I'm interpreting the
All you see is what a lot of niggas ain't
So when the started 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 from that coke on the streets
Got mine putting cooked coke on the beat
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4: Ransom]
Niggas know I don't gratitude
Look at this rapper shoes, you can [?]
Street prophecies told by the of Socrates
sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting philosophy
Ghetto monopoly, how .. on that property
Deep as them fossils be under the Earth
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
like a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably doing robberies of [?]
[?] of me like the major arteries starving me
Till this day wonder where my be
me, this is hard to me, life is a lottery
Played it to [?] pornography
It hard to see like photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill Sean Connery
Street pharmacy harming these fake thugs wearing army fatigue