Luyện nghe bài hát Step Into Da Cipher

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

First up the nuts up, what's up?
To the niggas the projects
Prospect Park in Brooklyn, I'm lookin' at another scene
Committed by the on this rhyme team

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

Lord Jamar and prove the rules I kick
Makin' niggas move, no matter how it get
Or how rigid, niggas get it
I kill wicked motherfuckers with the that I structures

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

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

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

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

And we discussin' demise, know it's gonna come
Sure as the sun's gonna rise, me the drum
And Serge is buckin' off a shot from the mental
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 Flatbush style, and jam
Like beep Han man

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

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

I don't give a fuck your section, just watch your murder flexin'
Step correct to the brother with the dark
6' 1", two weaving and cocked
You can see that hair is curly, no fuckin' 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 stuff in my mind starts to erupt
Even the hard niggas be yellin' "That's enough"
But about my style, ooh, child, I switch 'em up
Rearrange 'em up, in words I change 'em up

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

In the rap profession, I'm not the one for
I'm the first to let'cha know I'm way like mudwrestlin'
So bring all the flunkies you roll
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 sneakin' out the
This is trouble you don't wanna get your ass in
So watch your step and don't come out'cha in the wrong fashion

Feel the wind blow your hair
My aim is on your backbone
You're home 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 down the street
On casual shit, even my kid could flip

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

Satan, the bird, aiyo that's my word
My man, Joon the 'erb to the moon
Eh, Shawn Black, nigga, 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 we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy