Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Pick

[Verse 1: Kidd]
How licks do a nigga gotta hit just to come up on a brick
Craig hit Deebo with
Take team work to ball man, someone set the
I come around shootin' like swish, this
If I can't make nothin', I'm gon' take
Feds comin', one of y'all niggas done said
Long as I remain I'm gon' stay thuggin'
Rap don't pay the bills then I'm gon' hustlin'
6 million ways to die, one
A lot of niggas to die, you won
You got all them inside, shoot one
As the last nigga for they life, who won?

[Verse 2: Lloyd
Yo fuck your
lil buzz you got is political
I knock your pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too
You photobombin', awful timin', don't know
to keep up with kings, I show a body
How it's from a shattered stage
Bout to make me a barricade
Usually rapping cane, gorgeous bougie bitch that made
My ain't the average grade
Tool in my movie got you woozy from my phase
Bubbly spillin' glasses raised, up niggas have to pay
rip your leg away
Sumo I flat the track
Assume I'm comin' back to
somethin' black on black
Room to let my Mac
Vroomin' out my
in my habitat
Two's in my
Comments full of
But them fools don't the consequence
Bruisin' once my crimes
Bermuda trips in my
Sharp as the razor I use to rip your confidence
losin' is obvious
[Verse 4: Yayo]
Fuck your radio host, fuck rap blog
Fuck favorite rapper and his big body guard
the industry man the streets gon' remember me
As T-O-N-Y Yayo, I a G
Pull up and these gettin' finicky
Music loud, rollin' loud, can hardly see
Splendid, relaxation
I guess that's why these bitch hatin'
Got the persona of lords
Versace slippers, Versace
Hit Rio in
My life
I got a lot of
I'm on that Pusha T shit, goin' on my cell

[Verse 5: Lloyd + Tony Yayo]
I'm supposed to chill? Man is real
That was my only destination out here in the
The drama cookin' and my partner caught raw
The lookin' tryna make it out on four wheels
I ain't got no bail, shit is really
Now it's hots on one cot in the
tryna kill a nigga for a cell
Talkin' football numbers man, shit is real