Luyện nghe bài hát Bumbell

[tech (yukmouth)
killas, ah
What the
(it's lethal)
What's
Regime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine twist
(uh, regime shit)
shit, yeah
(done deal, bumbell)
New rhymers nigga
(what, a nina)
The
Where the you at
(up in bitch)

(tech n9ne)
Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime's
(regime) a nina
And smoke a lot
(smoke a lot, bumbell)
Let's serve these with the straight shh, uh nigga
(in your bitch)
Fuck that, I'm of not being of the bungalow shit
bumbell for you nigga

It's bumbell, that's straight rapid fire
That override ampliphiers and the woofers
bass tube hook ups shut the fuck up with wires cooked up
Niggas stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it's that
It'll probably you killing people, for real
Cops say it's illegal to a yuk tape in your possesion
Niggas keep going to jail for 11, and 211's
187's, weapons, all the above
the fuckin club up with my nigga what

[tech
That tech n9ne nigga, blind niggas on the grind
All the time you will find I define nigga, rhyme killa
I'm the purer from
Quick I rip shit trip this animalistic, fuck ace ventura
By the power of my dead niggas i'ma ride this a rollercoaster
nobody fuckin with my niggas I'm the killa representin cosa nostra
So bust you're supposed to
We this gon sell 'cause this shit's the bumbell nigga

(tech n9ne)] x 2
(ba bum)
This is heated (ba bum)
Your deleted (ba bum)
And when you it (ba bum)
We drunk and
As long as this rap shit
Us niggas figures we keep releasin the bumbell

Bitch I can make ya ? (ba bum)
ya ? land? (ba bum)
Make the (ba bum)
Gang dance (ba bum)
I can make the (ba bum)
Make ? kim wood? (ba bum)
Make stereo (ba bum)
calico (ba bum)
They dumpin on us, clunk go the trunk
the pump, bang my shit when you in the mist to funk
Or get crunked
When jumps, I'm the theme music
thorazine, the fiends cling to it
I mean to do it
The music made me do it, it me loose it
Got my mind tricks
Now my nine can't stop sprayin
Until the lay in a ditch
And when I played this shit it my speakers out
Looked out the window I saw fiends and tweakers out in the
of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out
It got me geeked out, makin scrilla
After every I got to say nigga
Like up nigga?
Let's smoke blunt nigga
Oh, got caught, got fucked up nigga
You bumpin yuk
Oh the bumbell

x 2

[tech
now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne
I don't need no medication, I just my crispy flows
Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all filthy
That nigga named tech n9ne is a motherfucker on gang
Hater's gotta respect mine or the next get strangulated
Rap a lot summoned me, I em that I had a gun in me
Loony as a nigga wanna be, get the fuck from front of me
Sleepin with a cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily
Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken don't faze me
They say tech I rap you wouldn't be alive
Fuck that, I got niggas lettin em go for five, bumbell's live
We bringin to the game, deep when we came
Niggas fucked up and put they feet to the
Got that (ish) if you it, gives a (uff) I'm a flaunt it
That (haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the

x 2

[tech (yukmouth)
(live and direct)
Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa
(bumbell) (what)
Tech (regime shit)
Ish, uck,
What you do
crew
Like that
Me and yuknouth up in this motherfucker puttin this in your back
For the one nine nine
You what I'm sizzlin?
You know I'm sizzlin?
You what I'm sizzlin?
killas!
(thugged out, yukmouth)