Luyện nghe bài hát Step Into Da Cipher

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 my boys, you know we get busy

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

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

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

In my third eye, know you I
Study math a mathmatician
See half of y'all wishin you could sound like the from the town
Of the rule, you got the urge, bust it down Serge

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When the corrupt stuff in my mind to erupt
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 make a nigga fall like the
So exit stage left 'cos you 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 you roll with
So when I set it on your ache, you all be "Oh shit"

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

Feel the wind blow through your
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 walk down the street
On some casual shit, even my kid 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'
to Courtland, Ave, Teepee wheelnose in

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

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