In rap, a “cypher” refers to a gathering of rappers, usually taking turns freestyling. For The Record: Big Sean & Hit-Boy On Eminem’s “Friday Night Cypher” Verse & ‘Detroit 2’, Big Sean Showcases Detroit’s Rap Talent On “Friday Night Cypher” With Eminem, Sada Baby, 42 Dugg, & More, Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move, Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle, I used to shop at Pinnacle, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch, this new era be cappin', uh, Try me, 40 make you back up off me like DeJ Loaf and Big Sean, Put a body on a ratchet, I feel like Dr. Miami, Bitch, it's BYLUG for life, never crossin' my brothers, We was beatin' up the Ike like I was Tina Turner, Holy temple, synagogue, tabernacle, churches, I never thought I'd see Kobe go before Magic, Dough boy cash out, payroll, contract maxed out, Hopscotch, blacktop, I ain't been skippin' a step since, Real estate, Zillow every day, bitch, I might just change my profession, I unlocked a lot of dollars, nigga, knowledge is key, A kind man knows a blind man holds grudges, We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin, Who be hopin' you fail? Dodged so many rainy days, it changed my complexion Everybody with me eatin', free my niggas 'til I see 'em [Verse 9: Big Sean]

I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s Workers beggin' me for time off, askin' me for raises Yeah, so when I pull it, surprise (Pull it, surprise), like Kendrick Lamar

Before you could sell that Cole and Adele Overdoin' everythin' my best and worst habit Gang (Uh)

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Put a body on a ratchet, I feel like Dr. Miami Had to find my hustle, I was lost in the gutter Tryna teach 'em how to get it, fill up they mamas' purses Free them boys In another of the most popular XXL Freshman cyphers, 2016 XXL Freshmen Dave East and G Herbo kept things very hip-hop as they spit some hard bars and earned 7.9 million views.

And a burn-out cell, I'll grow clientele (Yup) Hopscotch, blacktop, I ain't been skippin' a step since

[Verse 4: Payroll Giovanni]

Yeah When those drop next week, we're sure at least a couple of them will land in XXL's top 10 Freshman cyphers. (Let's go, Royce) Three hundred a line for the Wock', I'm sippin' red still

Beard game, might just let it grow down to my necklace, uh

Nah

And I get off like an acquittal, I spit it, you critique it

Want halves, nigga, don't call me, don't insult me (Boy) Like I don't make sure every sentence and bar with a pencil is sharp, and I'm quick on the draw Took me six hours to count it, bubble wrap it up, and tape it

'Cause we was standin' on the block, thuggin' with the serpents (Yeah) It is notable for uniting individuals who have previously had disagreements, notably Eminem, Royce and Tee Grizzley, which Big Sean addressed in an interview with Vulture: It’s definitely a moment on the album where the city comes together, even people who are rumored to have misunderstandings and beef. She either rollin' with the owners or the lessees Fuck you think she doin' over here? I don't have any doubt Who be hopin' you fail? Come find me (Come get it) The plastic on a pill bottle, I'm tearin' the ceilin' off, yeah Some of these rankings might just surprise you. Now I'm preachin' like it's Sunday, tryna teach the sermon (G. Ry got me) Kash Doll'll paint you red, throw you in the water, they gon' think you a lobster, nigga Get triggered down, Jhené Aiko I bring the plan back to my team, tell 'em go wild I don't think it would be logic for me to say that I'm retirin' […] I made it a point to make the whole city feel included. Can't be fuckin' with a lame, dog, you got her head big Niggas in here lookin' tough, you know that I got mag in (What?) Plus your bitch is giving out brain like the Wizard of Oz Holding things down for one particular cypher are Travis Scott, Joey Bada$$, Action Bronson and Ab-Soul, who delivered some tight conventional rapping on their way to 4 million views. I'm invincible, I've been through it all These streets will try to vacuum you up Shit be impossible 'til it happens Middle fingers, them bitches get to wavin' like friendly neighbors Written in stone, you can't forge And walkin' right up in the middle of a little kids' fuckin' pillow fight with it And I'm strapped up with ammunition Call Lyor great while they make rape Russell docs You ain't on my level even if we in the same buildin' on the same floor That question is obviously a subjective one, but there's no debate when it comes to who has the most popular cypher. You niggas ain't worth no B, fuck outta here Bro might put you on a tee, dot my I's and cross my T's Look Street lord, rock bottom, Godfather, and P 'Cause I'm back on Uranus fuckin' up this "Grindin'" beat, yeah Part of the song is also produced by Detroit 2’s executive producer Hit-Boy, who is the only artist on this song who doesn’t hail from Detroit. [Interlude: Big Sean]

I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit Tapped in, I can't tap out I'm all in this bitch on the tether, I'm throwin' dubs still The plight of the rich is to throw you in jail

This is the beginning of the ending, but I'll put another clip in and spit these rounds [Intro: Tee Grizzley] Nigga, you not finna ham me, huh Had to put my money on a diet, I got too many pounds [Interlude] [Verse 6: Boldy James] [Interlude: Big Sean]

We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin He comin' home to a dollar (Dollar), and a mansion and a chopper (What else?) I pop shit and pop tags, bitch, this new era be cappin', uh [Interlude] That's why the avenue where I grew up was 8 Mile and Hoover (What?) Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em A wise man knows a wise man knows nothin' (Shit hard) [Verse 11: Royce da 5'9"] Oh Bitch, it's BYLUG for life, never crossin' my brothers Gotta keep Glock in the fanny

These are ordered from the older East Bays I did it all without a college degree Ayy, ayy, ayy
I ride with them guys that society begrudges But I should say bye-bye, earthlings Came up off a fifty slab, now my bag big as yappers I took the pain and learned how to put that shit into a song Pistol at my desk, I was sittin' up in school with it Ayy, ayy, ayy Voodoo dolls, I'm just pokin' fun, pins to me are like loaded guns You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit Man, I remember back when I used to get jumped for my fucking Pumas

[Interlude: Big Sean] Way before the rap when I was writin' verses