Luyện nghe bài hát Step Into Da Cipher

In the with my boys, you know we get busy
In the with my boys, you know we get busy
In the with my boys, you know we get busy
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 rhyme team

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

Lord show and prove the rules I kick
Makin' niggas move, no how smooth it get
Or how rigid, niggas get it
I kill wicked with the rhymes that I structures

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

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

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

So yourself because it's on full scale
I heard some put Jamar to bail to New Rochelle
Now Rule, where we scheme and we plot
On the late night, blunted in the with Sadat

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

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

Yes, Mr.Intellect and sex in the
I'm rougher than the hair on your chest
Manny one verse, time come in
My cafi in the scab when they go

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

I don't give a fuck about 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, no fuckin' up like you baby, see

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

the corrupt stuff in my mind starts to erupt
Even the hard niggas be yellin' "That's enough"
But what about my style, ooh, child, I 'em up
Rearrange 'em up, in words I change 'em up

Snagglepuss, I a nigga fall like the season
So exit stage left 'cos you on my level, leaf
You wanna battle? Here's what happened to the kid
His wife became a widow and his became bastards

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

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

Feel the wind through your hair
My aim is on your backbone
You're alone and your mom work the double shift
Just time for me to hit that off

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

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

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