Luyện nghe bài hát RapFix 2013 Year-End Cypher

[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more 'bout slime no
That white pure cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks I couldn't climb no more
Became a hot boy the 504
of the p and the pies go forth
Damn near free, I a least five, four more
What you see you can't me
Walked in like the first in Belly
Like let 'em in though, Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] where I send
What happened? Niggas broke
[?] send you a napkin with your toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped this caddy, came with bloods everywhere
of the Crown Vic, kept drugs heavy there
You it was '96, Jesus head heavy here
Now I'm like ''look, boy I'm over them''
Trying to play fantasy football with Hov and
Pick another check, shit, I took more than of 'em
School my little bro, I look to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I copped another watch
I just drove up the lot pushing another
My first stop 95th then hit the
The feds got me on shit that could get my hot

[Verse 2:
matter, on a mission, baby, listen
I put myself in position, man, it's a family
My pops blood in every I got
So two things I can never do is and stop
They don't understand the pain or the I got
They weren't there when them people and changed them locks ever
why [?] don't kill more
[?] and these stupid niggas slow
You still slow for real though, what you for?
trying to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you hear me now, we
I got and I should've wore an [?]
Live for my people and die for my people
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get mail from my
I'd raise hell for my people, shoot it out the devil
Then head to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about whatever
This for my people, how
Who don't want easy, autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, just my people,
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that while I'm people
They gon have to see you, it's

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
Come with triggers, see that floor, I put your on it
See this block here, I on it
99% of niggas waste lines, over here got on it
I grinds, I'm trying to get it every way
Til I'm eating it's Thanksgiving every day
with a serious face cause I don't ever play
Bad karma back in the cause I ain't ever pray
I ain't with the trickery, t be trying to get at us
you til my hands turn roast and grabbing a cactus
No lights in the crib, red light on the
Eight balls on the block, but the was only jackets
there was 3 of us on the same mattress
Now there's 3 of us fucking the same
everything, I'm fucking the game backwards
Put more green in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm still rapping, of all
I'm doing this so my ain't gotta work no more
Music take away the pain, it don't hurt no
Was for wealth, but I ain't gotta search no more
The loyalty, the fuck is that these days?
Best friends is getting each clapped these days
These young really don't know how to act these days
It was better when I was younger in my athlete
Go outside, hoop a little, you know, flirt the shorties
Go outside now I see somebody the 40
Pen and a pad, I'm the story
All you see is a lot of niggas ain't showing
So when the started a lot of niggas ain't going
Now I don't to rap, a lot of niggas ain't flowing
Been doing it for a while, now time to bring dough in
Humble, I don't brag or boast in these
But white phones be looking like coke on my feet
I ain't get it from that coke on the streets
Got mine putting cooked coke on the beat
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[Verse 4:
Niggas know I show gratitude
Look at rapper shoes, you can tell [?]
Street prophecies told by the of Socrates
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting
Ghetto monopoly, how .. on that property
Deep as fossils be under the Earth geography
Got a lot to kin, no stopping me, is on top of me
popped with three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a to the rap minority, perfect harmony
Paper like a lobotomy, the lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably doing cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the major arteries me
Till this day where my father be
me, this is hard to me, life is a lottery
Played it to [?] like
It ain't hard to see photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill like Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these fake thugs army fatigue