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Cypher
(专辑: Black Hippy - 2011)
[Joey Bada$$:] These niggas don't beez in the
trap, they like bees in this track Just smoked out, I
ain't talking 'bout what you toke out Get choked out fo'rilly, thinking that this shit a
silly dream When actually reality ain't what it really seem And I
ain't acting on the
scene niggas scream The
actions ain't screened, just well schemed I'm trying to have wealth for my well being by 18 Pockets healthy green, what the
fuck is 12 beans? I
need the
cake and cream, stakes is high like fiends off a
dream Jet streaming having cuisine with the
best seasons It's the
vet season carry a
vest you know the
reason I'm in Chiraq and I'm getting blown like the
breezes Your chicken strip tease us, thighs leg and the
breast part is the
cleavage She even lick it down to the
bone marrow She in love but I
don't got a
bow and arrow I'm known to jack the
booty like I'm sparrow They ain't trying to see me in the
battle, they lines is too narrow They couldn't even outshine my shadow They don't want the
beef nigga let alone the
cattle They just want to ride the
saddle, it's so sad though [Action Bronson:] Hammers present, you getting wrapped up Uhh, jump out the
Mack truck, black tux Go 'head and act up, drink the
blood out of the
brass cup Your jewels are fake those are glass cut No snakes keep the
grass cut Thick dominican women skin cinnamon with they ass up Sick spinning, I
stay shitting like a
sick pigeon Different colors glisten of the
wrist prism Blicker off the
hip hit 'em, spun 'em Chopped an onion, in the
process peeped the
diagnostics See my shorty draped up in an ostrich Smoking weed from the
doctor As I
sit on a
train to Paris draped in fabric like an arabic Mommy always knew her boy was talented Come off tour give her 20 thou for nothing Cause it's nothing to me I'm something to see Sunk in the
sea, Duncans on feet Shits are shiny take a
shower rather dump in the
heat Jump out the
jeep looking fly like a
bundle of geese, jeez I'm on some shit I'm talking 7
series triplets, bitches with military fitness And my girl a
shooter like Chamique Holdsclaw With coke in the
door, she used to play ball For Christ the
King, selling drugs got her the
icy ring though Me [Ab-Soul:] The
last black hippy to get a
wiki I'm in your city getting a
hickey from your chick in her Vickies Don't try act like I
ain't popping homie My style like Mandela meets Monster Kody Cop backwoods by the
box bro, OG only Drop 460 for a
zip, need 2
to be cozy I
hate to stunt but look me up Evil Knievel ain't much when I
do my stuff Polo tee polo black cologne Burberry by my nuts she won't leave me lone The
Levi's was on sale, but I
ain't flexing hard Flexing, never had a
24 Hour Fitness card I
told myself I
wouldn't flip I
made a
little bit I'm no magician but I
hope this blue dolphin do the
trick Behind the
mic with a
thizz face You take your Mrs. through my entrance that's a
mistake I
got it bad like Usher Raymond Middle finger to the
plaintiff, screaming Top Dawg Entertainment Look I
don't know why you niggas hating I
take that back cause I
know why you niggas hating I
just said it cause I
likeded how it came in I
even used likeded, that ain't a
word, I'm just saying I
got to be the
greatest on this land, I
spell high with 3
I's and I'll never never land The
rap Mike Jack, Peter Pan with 28 grams Hendrix with no guitar, Albert on Adderall Yeah, jug Smoke 'til I'm Weezy don't worry what's in my cup [Travis Scott:] Speeding, and damn I'm leaning, on the
Kawasaki In the
lobby, got me dro codineing, out in Abu Dabi Chain beaming, hope it ain't anemic, cause you might feel drowsy Out in Sweden, just me and four women, and we all playing hockey Blow Scott La Flame, pimpin, no cane Rocking the
chain and hood with no pass Fucked up the
flow, nothing but fam cause niggas be hoes Have that, pass that, light it up and then blow Imagery abstract, it's like NASDAQ when I
stock it up and then grow Packed it up and moved to Goldman Sachs, my nigga Yeezy done taught me that Young niggas in the
Soho House spilling booze wherever the
Barbies at Damn homie, this a
movie nigga, take a
picture or something, where your Kodak at? Scottie is tokin and swimming with women, he writing, producing, then score and filming it Oh God, my God, this shit be like God-level Nigga you talking money nigga, stacking several Bonds over billions niggas the
real is in the
building With Ye and Hova niggas know what the
deal is The
deal is nigga the
realest Young Scott the
rock, rocking from the
Phyllis Got my nigga Bronson, Joey, Ab-Soul And you know a
nigga pockets getting swole on the
road, yup
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