Luyện nghe bài hát Step Into Da Cipher

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 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 the projects
Park in Brooklyn, I'm lookin' 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 right to
He's like Ultra, know your culture
Motherfuckers know so they won't grow

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

In my third eye, know you 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 Serge

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, Mr.Intellect and sex in the
I'm rougher than the hair on your chest
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 about as hardcore as Big Bird, Bert and
My fat like your girlfriend, pregnant with twins
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 diesel
You can see that hair is curly, ain't no up like you baby, see

In the cipher with my boys, you we get busy
In the cipher with my boys, you 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 niggas will be "That's enough"
But what about my style, ooh, child, I 'em up
Rearrange 'em up, in words I change 'em up

Snagglepuss, I make a nigga fall like the
So stage left 'cos you ain't on my level, leaf
You wanna battle? Here's what happened to the kid
His wife became a widow and his kids 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 want more so here we go, peep how my rap
I'll have your ass sneakin' out the
This is some trouble you don't wanna get ass in
So watch step and don't come out'cha mouth in the wrong fashion

Feel the wind blow your hair
My aim is square on backbone
You're home alone and mom work the double shift
Just enough 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 casual shit, even my kid could flip

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

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

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