Luyện nghe bài hát Shady 2.0 (cypher)

Welcome to
This is the BET 2.0 cypher 2011
Myself, and Yelawolf

Put these muthaf-ckas in a box and I 'em away
Put em in a lac and pop the trunk
Hey throw em in the back, hi, dig 'em a grave
Put a brick inside that Xerox, when I print 'em a
Moving keys I cant relate, cause I in a cage
I throw up the A, I take 'em to
I give em a
An easy E for
Thats WWA, white an attitude
Alphabet soup is on my
All I got is Z's they sleeping on me, I can't get 'em
I spoon feed them the in a room full of deceivers and clowns
who believe they making it rain
All see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP a potato with a bunch of
meatheads f-ck it
I just em a cow
Plenty of white boys you can pick from this
But before you can pick a pepper, you pick up your heater
Cause even Peter Piper could pick up a mic but its like to pick a
fight me
It's like putting Nikes on a cheetah with a speedo or at in my case Addidas
I might drink Sprite by the 2 litre
Holla, records

Budden]
Say I'm the new school, I'ma say check ya tone and watch ya mouth
If they how to dougie, I'm condoning dropping out
Forced a while you and gave me up
I just perfected being hip hops foster child, now it
I don't blame y'all for being trash fans and it
The the crime scene the masses are the hostages
In my I throw shots, the fan would dodging it
I'm grown, I watching the throne, I'm sabotaging it
You see that four headed monster and the looms
Snipe 'em from a distance, the scope got a long
You Super Mario thugs is in the wrong
Got a figure here you won't get bigger if you on
Was left to me I would what the game be 'bout
I'da the wine outta Amy's house
Enough raps from you scrub about cocking a snub back
Wayne couldn't teach me how to love
But I got this shit from uptown, she my summer
Both broke but she comes for money
Think my bread is her to burn so I lock her out and now she doubt
David is
She so bad I make her hit the telly from a taxi and dead her in holiday inn
Learnt from Max B
Thats why the haters condo on a semi lamas
I made it right the eyes like I was Beni hanas
Is it me, is I'm hearing this pitiful
Airwaves the same now the typical
My skin thick so the ignore
So unafraid to die you think I did it
The boys with the trash talk
walk with the black ball way I bounce off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, and mask would be the ? with no passport
Body be found in the in one of my trap doors
If pumps had ya status whore categore
Propbably that , Michael Rappaport and Lattimore
I know hip alive and well
If it died, you crews wouldn't survive the smell

I]
I a victim, the plot'll thicken when the clock is ticken
I caught em slippin, I gotta em a shot, I hit 'em with proper spittin
Hottest writtens and compositions, so competitions a
Somebody mentioned they got it crooked, highly fiction, we
different, got Gotti henchmen, opposition our body quick as engines
I'm on a mission to get rich, the sickest lyric kickin' a dish for different spittas
We lyricists get disfigured, sip
Spit a sick mixture
Notorious Pun and L get the big
The I'll roast ya, my mind so deadly its just like the beanie is close to a holster
It's over control my whole coastal like I'm supposed ta
is going postal even, open season
Heart close to freezing, is easy
Approach I'm squeezing, me
Dope as westcoast is
So ya'll hope I'm vegan, no pun, beefing
need to keep it trill
Give me a beat to kill too many people eating sleeping pills
People on my ether skills
And ya'll aint real
You 'bout to die in this before you die you should do the Jada and leave a Will

[Joeel

I aint a rap dude, I'm a who rap
Before this I was moving
Killers y'all would when y'all rhyme I salute and dap
And if I blink then remove ya snaps, you aint cool you
With ya foolish yac's? skinny jeans dont mean ya ass
It means ya booty
Don't play like Tyler Perry, this the Slaughterhouse of
brown, tight and heavy
When it comes to I'm a fiend feinding a studio
Near a needle with a mean lean, probably writing that ?
Getting my Yaowa on, may all the Olajuwon's be the dream
This is an all day slaughter they feindin for us to like Beyonce's water
The four quarters doing all the and you gotta know why I made the cut, I'm Puerto Rican
Ortiz keep the fire
and tryna put me out's like tryna steal a transvestite from

Da 5'9']
I'm do or die
And you can make the sittin on the door
Of that phantom your note
Hi Rihanna..
Is Nicki with you? Let me know
So I can buy and telescopes
Hi Rihanna..
I don't to know you better
You tell me you my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna..
Now back to fools
We out like the outside of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames, I prefer to see the world
Don't ask me nothing Budden, I ? my girl too
You ask me why do I her? I say it's cheaper too
That's why I ride around in a rose Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers, I'm daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don't kill but your father will jaden smith
I tell ya I tell my Spanish chick
You fly but I ain't going down on no strip
So get your wax on like
I'm a have to run De La Hoya in drag when cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper I red dot 'em
his girl on the butt and buy her some red bottom
Bring every deceased rapper back to see his
While I'm cyber sexing Jessica Alba, via skype
I'm on my d-boy, thing
Spiritual steelo swing cee-lo green
Get out the camera yo B Roll bling
You know your flow is
We cornered the market a walmart in a culdesac
Yeah, this 2 million singles sold and a album that's gold
Look like, without having to your soul

Lyrical, miracle, spiritual, criminal
Subliminal, in swimming pool

You to see peace destroyed
It'll be restored
When I unleash these beastly hoards on CD stores
stop it, you gon need a priest and at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, 3 boards
And a squeegee and please be don't ask for the squeegees for
Or the holy water, acid that'll eat these floors
Eat a hole in the rhyme book, you see horns?
And as for me, you ask where I'm going he be mourned?
Is puke luke warm? Should Casey do porn?
Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside her shoebox
with a shoehorn, smother in so she can go get her groove on?
Can she duct tape and a fetus? Joell yo,
Tell Joe I need his empty box from his old shell toe
So I can put these babies in the fetal position, getting elbows to
the
Yeah, big deal. I took some little big wheel
And in his fricken big kids meal
Quit tryna me and pinch, you win sit still
You just put your six inch heel through my windshield?
Is it we bout to kick up?
Can Yelawolf fit a of rum in a big cup?
Between a stick shift in his pick up
And drink like a hick, redneck, will till he gets hiccups?
Flippin the up like Mike Vick
Get bit in his junk by a pit, yup I'm a pup
I'd be a horrible
Cause I'd that trick up
Fix ya up to say something fly, or zip up
A-B? C. You said you were gonna do X-Y-Z
you f*ck around and get dropped like an E
When you add an
Don't put a K in front of that though, I MC
Cause I'm not the king of this booth
It's like a phonebooth
Superman in this bitch, won't do
It gives me power, I bump the fat boys and
Eat rat poison, and take showers
Fresh outta the hospital and me not flossing a middle finger
While I hop in a mosh pit, will be like Nas doing or R&B, you crazy?
Me pushing up daisies, that thought is
Is it flashing across the news, was caught with a prostitute
With a huge Johnson, boobs, and a tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, panties, and an aqua blue Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, tonsil pool
So kill the it ain't happenin
I'm a rap I'm fossil fuel