Luyện nghe bài hát Bumbell

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

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

It's bumbell, that's straight rapid fire
That override your ampliphiers and the
Your bass tube hook ups shut the fuck up with cooked up
Niggas stash my tape gats in the bushes, it's that lethal
It'll have you killing people, for real
Cops say it's illegal to a yuk tape in your possesion
Niggas keep to jail for 11, 350's and 211's
187's, concealed weapons, all the
Tear the fuckin up with my nigga what

[tech
That tech n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the
All the time you find I spiritually define nigga, rhyme killa
I'm the from missour-a
Quick I rip shit trip this animalistic, fuck ace ventura
By the power of my dead niggas i'ma ride like a rollercoaster
Ain't nobody fuckin my niggas I'm the killa representin cosa nostra
So like you're supposed to
We guaranteed this gon sell 'cause shit's the bumbell nigga

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

Bitch I can ya ? ven? (ba bum)
ya ? land? (ba bum)
Make the (ba bum)
related dance (ba bum)
I can the hood (ba bum)
Make ? kim wood? (ba bum)
Make your (ba bum)
Make (ba bum)
They dumpin on us, clunk go the trunk
Grab the pump, bang my when you in the mist to funk
Or get crunked
When shit jumps, I'm the music
Like thorazine, the fiends to it
I mean to do it
The music made me do it, it me loose it
Got my mind tricks
Now my nine stop sprayin shit
the nigga lay in a ditch
And when I this shit it blew my speakers out
Looked out the window I saw dope and tweakers out in the
Middle of the doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out
It got me geeked out, makin scrilla
every word I got to say nigga
Like what's up
Let's this blunt nigga
Oh, yesterday got caught, got up nigga
You bumpin yuk
Oh that's the

x 2

[tech
We're now to the sounds of tech n9ne
I need no medication, I just packs my crispy flows
Endo, rum and fornication, up for y'all filthy hoes
That nigga named tech n9ne is a on gang related
Hater's respect mine or the next time get strangulated
Rap a lot me, I told em that I had a gun in me
Loony as a nigga wanna be, kindly get the from front of me
Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles
Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don't me
say tech when I rap you wouldn't be alive
Fuck that, I got niggas em go for tweleve five, bumbell's live
We bringin heat to the game, when we came
Niggas up and put they feet to the flame
Got that (ish) if you want it, gives a (uff) I'm a it
That (haaaa) got niggas I'm hunted, the bumbell

x 2

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