Luyện nghe bài hát BET Cypher

[Verse 1: Q]
Uh, Most of these shouldn't be next to us
We keep our from those, those acting like hoes
Zany imposed, weed in my clothes, cubics is
Ya get told, put the realest niggas
Niggas, of cap pillers, gangbangers and dealers
Streets keep watching, aye, [click](undefined) boom the ghetto bird ya down
to the top now, they want a third strike on my [background](undefined)
But nah homie, put the mask on I [slide](undefined) on 'em
Put the [cash](undefined) in the safe and here's a extra slug I shake
Ya faster than me with a eighth
Or better yet a [wet](undefined) break on a
Burning ya faith, all senses in tape
with them boys in blue, chill out 'for rags at you
You to the cops saying: How we do?
Saying it's just rap and lines ain't true
So I just threw Q, it, menage a two or maybe trois
Baby girl a [pot](undefined) pie, I be her da da
Coochie smacking, praise to Allah
Get blazed in my car,

[Verse 2: Jay
Rock got it, came from rock bottom
Sparked the flames, still remain as a top
I ain't no backpack rapper, I ain't no
And if he ain't talking to you ya business then
Cold with it, Black Hippie, yeah we cold
All the girlies us, get a whiff of us
They bones quiver, heard some throwing stones at us
Holding boulders once you hear that YAWK. watching domes shatter
Top Dawg we runnin' rap, whack rappers, feline
Reason why we don't run with cats, nine O five nine -
my family at
Pull up in that [family van](undefined) 2's like the handyman
And to be real not with all rapping politickin'
Rapper competition, wrapped up my
I'm finished, 'Til I make a couple tickets
Then I'm outtie on them islands my crimmies chillin'
ya feelings, now can I [live](undefined)?
Look I keep my feet on top of the dirt
'Cause everywhere I go they like when you some work?
a threat since birth
The rap game's pallbearer when I'm droppin' the
I ain't new to this, I'm true to
Industry's nightmare, red strings in my Air's
Yeah, the white pair, I'm Jay Rock, America's wanted
My chargers? MC's without warning
Rock!

3: Ab Soul]
It's Ab-Soul, gimme the loot, I'm the Biggie
In New City with Puffy, puffing the sticky
All eyes against me, even the score
Prolly why I'm OT on tour
TDE, me we want war
I don't even know what piece I most no more
Two fingers, Two triggers, the difference?
We all gon' die one day until then I'm paid
My watching so I ain't gon' curse
Still gifted like a Wale verse, full of OG
Bobby Johnson medicine in my soul to trynna the coffin, Ah
And these days are so sweet](undefined)
I guess it's a balance we battle naturally
And still trippin' off of Jay-Z tweets
I still got laps to run when me and Jay-Z
Peep brother number 2
The first one used to make for CL Smooth
Top got the but the CL smooth
And weed is the only time I see L's move
Soul!

[Verse 4: Rashad]
Ay, I I found my second home
Sunny California and it's ya little nigga
You ain't for corners, it's what they told me
So I looked back, I got a slut in the [back](undefined)
[Fattest](undefined) [elephant](undefined) ass, so we in the path
Passing propellers I tell her, tell her we just listen
See we [diamond](undefined) just shining and they gon' us glistening
Brought to the beach and we left with ya bitchh
For the [record](undefined) in Guinness I'm a menace
Where is Robin, I'm
Fuckin' minding my
He a victim, us regular in women
Uh, niggas, you always cater to sluts
You always wasting my time, you always faking the
I'm put ya muthafuckin' dream in ya
You keep for some women to be all in ya face
That dussy reach niggas, keep dussy
That Tennessee dussy a nigga be dussy
You can never rap better me, 'cause you ain't dedicated
You ain't underrated, you ain't under
You ain't overbooked, you just cooked
It's supposed to be me and my in the [record](undefined) [book](undefined)
Now got by myself still fresh as fuck