Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Pick

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

[Verse 2: Banks]
Yo fuck interview
That lil you got is political
I knock your pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too
You photobombin', awful timin', know nobody
Hard to 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 Paris made
My ain't the average grade
Tool in my movie got you woozy my acid phase
Bubbly spillin' raised, hold up niggas have to pay
rip your leg away
Sumo when I flat the
I'm comin' back to stack
Vroomin' somethin' on black
to let my Mac attack
Vroomin' out my
in my habitat
Two's in my
Comments of nonsense
But them fools don't want the
Bruisin' once my commence
Bermuda in my defense
Sharp as the razor I use to rip your confidence
Your is obvious
[Verse 4: Tony
Fuck radio host, fuck your rap blog
Fuck your rapper and his big body guard
Fuck the industry man the streets gon' me
As Yayo, I been a G
Pull up and these haters finicky
Music loud, rollin' loud, can hardly see
Splendid, extravagant
I guess that's why these niggas hatin'
Got the persona of drug
slippers, Versace robe
Hit Rio in
My life
I got a lot of
I'm on Pusha T shit, goin' diamond on my cell

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