Luyện nghe bài hát Step Into Da Cipher

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

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

Just freestylin' in a cipher, might take the of MCs
If you're wack we got the right to
He's black like Ultra, know culture
Motherfuckers don't so they won't grow

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

In my eye, know you heard I
math like a mathmatician
See half of y'all wishin you could like the gods from the town
Of the rule, you ain't got the urge, it down Serge

You know I smoke it the flame to the tip of that bud we just twistin'
another dimension, did I mention
That funky, that's the 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 like the washin' machine before it stop
Goin' all out, to seal these motherfuckers fate
On a mission from Cleveland, ridin' it from outta

So yourself because it's on full scale
I heard some put Jamar to bail down to New
Now Rule, that's where we scheme and we
On the late night, blunted in the basement with

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

I feel a shot pum, pum, push up on the one
bad, bad and I'll no run
Original Flatbush style, and jam
Like Han Solo man

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

You don't concern me, your style burn me
about as hardcore as Big Bird, Bert and Ernie
My steelo fat like your girlfriend, pregnant twins
After, Thanksgiving then they're pork skin

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

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

the corrupt stuff in my mind starts to erupt
Even the hard will be yellin' "That's enough"
But what 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 you ain't on my level, leaf
You wanna battle? Here's what happened to the kid
His wife became a and his kids became 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 you roll with
So I set it on your ache, you all be like "Oh shit"

You want more so we go, peep how my rap flow
I'll your ass sneakin' out the backdoor
This is some trouble you wanna get your ass in
So watch your 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 your mom the double shift
enough 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 that'll walk down the
On some shit, even my kid could flip

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

Satan, the early bird, that's my word
My man, Joon with the to the moon
Eh, Black, nigga, where ya at?
No type of or a nigga with enphysema
This is X and I'm 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 my boys, you know we get busy