Luyện nghe bài hát Step Into Da Cipher

In the cipher my boys, you know we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you know we get
In the cipher my boys, you know we get busy

First up it's the up, what's up?
To the niggas from the
Prospect Park in Brooklyn, I'm at another crime scene
Committed by the brothers on this rhyme

Just in a cipher, might take the life of MCs
If you're wack we got the to seize
He's black like Ultra, know culture
Motherfuckers know so they won't grow

Lord Jamar show and prove the I kick
niggas move, no matter how smooth it get
Or how rigid, still get it
I kill wicked motherfuckers the rhymes that I structures

In my third eye, you heard I
Study math like a
See half of y'all wishin you could sound like the gods the town
Of the rule, you ain't got the urge, it down Serge

You I smoke it like the flame to the tip of that bud we just twistin'
another dimension, did I mention
That funky, the only way we know how to get niggas
Rhymes belimminent like a scholarship

But my so heavy it make you lean when I drop
you spinnin' like the washin' machine before it stop
Goin' all out, have to seal these motherfuckers
On a mission from Cleveland, ridin' it outta state

So ready yourself because it's on full
I heard some put Jamar to bail down to New
Now Rule, that's where we scheme and we
On the late night, in the basement with Sadat

And we discussin' your demise, it's gonna come
Sure as the sun's rise, send me the drum
And Serge is off a shot from the mental insight
Air tight, throw a worker from cradle to

I feel a shot pum, pum, push up on the one
I'll bad, bad and no run
Flatbush style, and solo jam
Like Han Solo man

Yes, Mr.Intellect and sex in the
I'm rougher than the hair on your girl's
Maestro Manny one verse, time in
My cafi in the when they go flurry

You don't concern me, your can't burn me
You's about as as Big Bird, Bert and Ernie
My steelo fat your girlfriend, pregnant with twins
After, then they're eatin' pork skin

I give a fuck about your section, just watch your murder flexin'
Step correct to the brother the dark complexion
6' 1", two and cocked diesel
You can see that hair is curly, ain't no up like you baby, see

In the with my boys, you know we get busy
In the cipher my boys, you know we get busy
In the cipher my boys, you know we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy

When the corrupt stuff in my mind starts to
Even the hard niggas will be "That's enough"
But about my style, ooh, child, I switch 'em up
Rearrange 'em up, in other words I 'em up

Snagglepuss, I a nigga fall like the season
So stage left 'cos you ain't on my level, leaf
You wanna battle? what happened to the last kid
His wife became a and his kids became bastards

In the rap profession, I'm not the one for
I'm the to let'cha know I'm way dirty like mudwrestlin'
So bring all the flunkies you roll
So when I set it on ache, you all be like "Oh shit"

You more so here we go, peep how my rap flow
I'll have your ass out the backdoor
This is some you don't wanna get your ass in
So watch your and don't come out'cha mouth in the wrong fashion

Feel the wind blow through hair
My aim is square on your
You're home alone and your mom the double shift
Just enough time for me to hit off

"Bounce on a nigga" my man Wop
to the squad, one-eighth, Fo' and Teepee, check it
I'm the type of that'll walk down the street
On some shit, even my kid could flip

me on the Wop tape, ban, hit 'em
Hear me with the rhythm, yo you better go get 'em, it
Anticipation, waitin' and waitin'
Peace to Courtland, Ave, wheelnose in

Satan, the early bird, aiyo that's my
My man, Joon with the 'erb to the
Eh, Black, nigga, where ya at?
No type of daydreamer or a nigga with
This is X and I'm straight from the

In the cipher my boys, you know we get busy
In the cipher my boys, you know we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy