Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher 2013

2x]
My youth, dem a boys, dem a
with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)

[Verse 1: Ferg]
It ah ring? It ah
A little Fergenstein with a little Shabba
A train of Jamaican girls that love the Cuban
Got 'em wining like Lil Kim in bikini
No Limit with a bunch of little tanks
Hit 'em where it hurts, them dudes feel the pain
Blood stain on what for two gold chains
White gold on my like cocaine
'Rari and Jaguar switching four
Top down out money ain't a thang

[Verse 2: A$AP
I bet the lord never worries, niggas buried
See the good die young, gun shots then it's
So I'm off in a hurry, I forcing no jury
To me, trill shit, I'm trying to stay big free
Got a for the lawyer, risk my freedom on the corner
It ain't worth it, making is more important
My thoughts are soaring, smoking morphin
Trip to Fiji in the morning, getting jiggy a foreign
Look I just finished touring, residential
It all started a pencil, now my suite presidential
up with a bad chick, that never had shit
Hold and guns, you think I'm mad rich

[Verse 3: Nast]
a crack ho down in hells gate
To a new breath of air and a day
It's a lighter way, I feel enough
To buy a bunch of estate, move my mother out her space
Why? Cause the new power anthem
And nigga, we the new black
Get hands up, we in it for the ransom
Money, power, LOX gave us the answer
New World Order say Strive and Prosper
But I know God is over me, wash away my sins
Now I'm in bitch a longer stay, A$AP nigga
my cousin that I'm on my way, in a hurry
Fuck a hater, I gotta tie my waist

[Verse 4: A$AP
City on my like a run a campaign
Baltimore USA, that's my
Used to sip mad dog, now champagne
to rock the bus, now I catch a damn plane
Got a white chick who cocaine
with filled with a young boys pain
Rob anybody that got a chain
From Baltimore where you here the shots
Peanut butter insides be the wood
Pull up in an all paints bumming
to blow like nitro, propane already

[Verse 5: Rocky]
I wrote shit in business class, give me jet lag
This for years of and the set backs
This for chinks, niggas, jews and the wet
Crackers heads and I can't forget the les, drags
This is Huey Newton the uzi shooting
The Martin Luther fin to spark the ruger
Malcolm X's muslim marching to ya block
Bring the choppa to your preacher's hallejuehah!
Dear Mr. President, I'm the *censored*
Hello, America, suck my dick
They say lords never worry, no for the kids
Young blood was a caught slugs from a crip
My father, our father, God
Glocks in the air,
This is Kendrick off a visit Jimmy's tower
A longer, seems like Martin for the longest