Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Pick

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

[Verse 2: Banks]
Yo your interview
lil buzz you got is political
I knock your pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too
You photobombin', timin', don't know nobody
Hard to keep up with kings, I show a
How it's guided from a shattered
Bout to make me a money
rapping cane, gorgeous bougie bitch that Paris made
My ain't the average grade
Tool in my movie got you from my acid phase
spillin' glasses raised, hold up niggas have to pay
Shotty rip leg away
Sumo I flat the track
I'm comin' back to stack
Vroomin' black on black
to let my Mac attack
Vroomin' out my
Zoomin' in my
in my accomplishments
Comments of nonsense
But them fools want the consequence
Bruisin' once my commence
Bermuda trips in my
Sharp as the razor I use to rip your confidence
losin' is obvious
[Verse 4: Tony
Fuck your host, fuck your 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
up and these haters gettin' finicky
Music loud, loud, potency can hardly see
Splendid, relaxation
I guess that's why bitch niggas hatin'
Got the of drug lords
Versace slippers, robe
Hit Rio in
My real
I got a lot of
I'm on that Pusha T shit, diamond on my cell

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks + Yayo]
I'm supposed to chill? Man shit is
was my only destination out here in the field
The drama cookin' and my partner raw deal
The people lookin' tryna it out on four wheels
I got no bail, shit is really real
Now hots on one cot in the jail
tryna kill a nigga for a cell
Talkin' football numbers man, shit is real