Luyện nghe bài hát Set The Pick

[Verse 1: Kidd]
How many licks do a nigga gotta hit to come up on a brick
Like Craig hit Deebo
Take team work to ball man, set the pick
I come around like swish, quote this
If I can't nothin', I'm gon' take somethin'
Feds comin', one of y'all niggas done said
Long as I remain here I'm stay thuggin'
Rap don't pay the then I'm gon' stay hustlin'
6 million to die, choose 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
That lil buzz you got is
I knock your pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too
You photobombin', awful timin', know nobody
Hard to keep up with kings, I show a
How it's guided from a shattered
Bout to make me a barricade
Usually rapping cane, gorgeous bougie that Paris made
My ain't the average grade
in my movie got you woozy from 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
Room to let my Mac
out my acrobat
Zoomin' in my
Two's in my
full of nonsense
But them don't want the consequence
once my crimes commence
Bermuda trips in my
Sharp as the that I use to rip your confidence
losin' is obvious
[Verse 4: Tony
Fuck your radio host, your rap blog
your favorite rapper and his big body guard
Fuck the industry man the gon' remember me
As Yayo, I been a G
Pull up and these haters finicky
Music loud, rollin' loud, can hardly see
Splendid, relaxation
I that's why these bitch niggas hatin'
Got the persona of drug
Versace slippers, Versace
Hit Rio in
My real
I got a lot of
I'm on that Pusha T shit, goin' on my cell

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