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 with my boys, you know we get

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

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

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

In my third eye, you heard I
Study math a mathmatician
See half of y'all you could sound like the gods from the town
Of the rule, you got the urge, bust 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, the only way we know how to get niggas
Rhymes like a partial 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 from Cleveland, ridin' it from state

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

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

I lick 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 than the hair on your girl's chest
Maestro Manny one verse, time in
My cafi in the when they go flurry

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

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

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

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

Snagglepuss, I make a fall like the season
So exit stage '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 dirty like
So bring all the flunkies you roll
So I set it on your ache, you all be like "Oh shit"

You want more so 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 step and don't come out'cha mouth in the wrong fashion

Feel the blow through your 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 nigga that'll down the street
On some casual shit, 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, waitin' and waitin'
Peace to Courtland, Ave, wheelnose in

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

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