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 bitch
(uh, regime shit)
shit, yeah
(done deal, bumbell)
New millenium nigga
(what, a nina)
The
the fuck you at
(up in bitch)

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

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 like gats in the bushes, it's that lethal
probably have you killing people, for real
Cops say it's illegal to have a yuk in your possesion
Niggas keep to jail for 11, 350's and 211's
187's, concealed weapons, all the
Tear the club up with my nigga what

[tech
That tech n9ne nigga, blind niggas on the grind
All the time you will find I spiritually define nigga, rhyme
I'm the purer missour-a
Quick when I rip shit trip animalistic, fuck ace ventura
By the power of my dead niggas i'ma this like 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 shit is (ba bum)
Your shit's (ba bum)
And you need it (ba bum)
We drunk and
As as this rap shit sells
Us niggas with we keep releasin the bumbell

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

x 2

[tech
We're now listening to the sounds of tech
I don't need no medication, I just my crispy flows
Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all hoes
nigga named tech n9ne is a motherfucker on gang related
Hater's gotta mine or the next time get strangulated
Rap a lot summoned me, I told em I had a gun in me
Loony as a nigga wanna be, kindly get the 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 mirror don't me
They say tech when I rap you be alive
Fuck that, I got niggas em go for tweleve five, bumbell's live
We bringin to the game, deep when we came
Niggas fucked up and put feet to the flame
Got that (ish) if you want it, a (uff) I'm a flaunt it
(haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the bumbell

x 2

[tech (yukmouth)
(live and direct)
Kc meets oakland, meets houston, a killa mixture
(bumbell) (what)
n9ne (regime shit)
Ish, uck,
you wanna do
Regime
Like that
Me and yuknouth up in this motherfucker puttin this shit in your
For the one nine twist
You know I'm sizzlin?
You what I'm sizzlin?
You know I'm sizzlin?
killas!
(thugged out, yukmouth)