Artist: Hit-Boy f/ Audio Push, B Mac the Queen, Casey Veggies, Kent M$NEY,
        Method Man, Raekwon, Redman, Rick Ross, ScHoolboy Q, Xzibit
Album:  All I've Dreamed Of
Song:   Cypher
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Hit-Boy]
And I say one for the money, three for the show (roll up)
Because we know that all the bad bitches smoke (VIBE WIT ME)
You competition is past fictional
Gettin stopped like a bad pick and roll, magnifico
These niggaz is gettin old, my team too strong
Kevin knows, take you out your zone, I'm the new don
And the only +Polo+ I know is Ralph Lauren
Put me on the court with the opposition - I'll outscore 'em 
(Easy)

[Kent M$ney]
Try not to use cash so my checks serve a purpose
Every time I sign for a blessing I use my cursive
Got scruffs on my Timbs for a dollar so it was worth it
Cocaine white suits, see an angel before we murk him {*gunshot*}
Hard for the work, niggaz eyes love to lurk
I got a bitch named Cash, she 'bout forty and love to twerk
Nothing changed, range aiming at your frame, nigga
Aim a clause and get arraigned at you lame niggaz

[Pricetag]
Price is to', don't break the +Code+ like +Da Vinci+, no nigga tempt me
Generational curse of chuggin whiskey 'til it was empty
Drive-bys out that four-door Honda, dreams of a Bentley
Pockets fulla dead white men, I pray the massa don't lynch me
Step ya game up; you wifed her, she been a rat
I text her at the crack of dawn, tap-tap it and send her back
My granny, momma, sister, cousin bedroom was up in that trap
"Is them drugs up on my counter?" No momma, that's Similac!

[B Mac the Queen]
Yo, I just spent like 30k today, I ain't gon' front
See I came up from the bottom, I'ma get everything I want
See the homies, I'ma holla, nothing changed I rolled a blunt
Told 'em now it's time to eat cause we've been starving days and months
And it's a must that we can trust nobody but us, we ready to bust 
if enemies come, but I can fight so this ain't what you want
See I do this shit for fun, screaming HS87 'til I'm done
(VIBE WIT ME) Ha, now I'm done

[Oktane]
Stop the beat, here comes the starter, grab your popcorn, grab your water
Grab your daughter, cause she watchin cause I start like Mr. Carter
Say I'm ballin like a man, finger on the trigger
Got money all in my pocket, I'm a I-E nigga
name Oktane, That Nigga Oktane to be exact
You hope to hear from a real nigga one day, well this is that
I got that crack and I got that X, R-E, AK
And I got my back, Tony Montana give em that BR-R-R-RAT~!
HS87 nigga that's that, I'm done (VIBE WIT ME)

[ScHoolboy Q]
No need for me to gettin involved
You'll get hit with a bat and wrapped in a cloth
Uh, razor blades, shanks and fades
Everybody on the floor or they K'd (yah! YAH!)
Uh, my young gliggity Glock 
Got on my crotch stay ready and cocked
Can't wrap me in a bag, I'm goin pop
Uh, new Rollie, so heavy metal
Wanna rock? Gotta hustle, nonstop

[Casey Veggies]
Look, wash yo' hands before you shake mine
You was talkin shit I heard it through the grapevine
Yeah, it's a lot of boppers on the sideline
So the young baller had to go baseline
I'm a black nigga with money like Akon
You mad the squad winnin, that's a hate crime
Peas and carrots, live and grow, that's my day job
Young Veggie attract hoes like a Drake song

[Xzibit]
West, California, Christopher Dorner manifesto
Hit-Boy, hip-hop I started on the metro
But now I'm in that retro, Ferrari two-seater
With the pedal to the floor, got it singin like Aretha
If you scared, get a dog or a preacher
Hit the hot spot with a bitch resemblin Mona Lisa
Priceless, I'm righteous, I walk the talk
I am cooked cocaine, you are softer than chalk (West)
Cause your bite ain't as bad as your bark
After dark, you inside like an embryo, I swim with the sharks
Cause now I smell blood in the water
I'm takin over like the New World Order, witness the gangland slaughter
The WEST~!! ...Bitch!

[Rick Ross]
{M-M-M-Maybach Music}
Still sippin Rosé back seat of the Rolls
Kilos on the Cuban link, they thought it was Hov's
Fascinated with gold, sneakers and talented hoes
Before you get to cruise, you paddle the boat
Elevated to elevators, had to walk flights
Young niggaz lick shots for them Air Nikes

[Method Man]
Yo, ride with me, although the driver's tipsy
Avoid them officers {*WHOOP*} callin fifties to get me
They call me talk of the city, never talkin the jiggy 
Man, I'd rather talk to Whitney, condolences to Bobbi Krissy
Ballin I'm forreal, I got NBA skill
Make me feel a +Lil Scrappy+ with the Stevie J grill
And y'all ain't gotta ask me if it's Homicide Hill, nah
Don't even ask me - this is homicide HERE

[Redman]
Yo, I'm from the era of Biggie Smalls
TLC's "Waterfalls", buyin dimebags by the mini-mall
I gotcha whole city logged online
Disrespect mine, I be throwin ones like a titty bar (let's go!)
You fuckin with a grown man, boy
I +Plug Two+ like Trugoy, send that memo on your Android
For 10 G, you can talk to the boss
My experience, I'm like Jordan on the court, nigga!

[Raekwon]
Pyrex pots and Guess shorts
Yo, weed flow is the best sport, now I'm underwater flippin quarters
The coldie gold, tackle the globe, Black Mac in the robe
Metal mag, core straps, shit is gold
Partyville and Hennessy fiend,I'm blessed, it was a dream
He had his team movin tight like skinny jeans
You know by any means, we will bring the magazines out
And clap everything down like little geeses
All ride with ninas, coolin in cuisines
Yo the whores is givin top in the back, I ordered wings
Spray shit up to smithereens, steppin off in suede shit
Shake your hand, blow you head up in killa Queens
Yo the dons know what it do, I'm just that fly 
in the interview, wintertime grindin it seems
Remember the pledge of allegiance, to the team 
with more reasons: More firepower and more squeezes