Luyện nghe bài hát Bumbell

[tech (yukmouth)
killas, ah
What the
(it's lethal)
What's
Regime niggas in motherfucker for the one nine nine twist bitch
(uh, regime shit)
shit, yeah
(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 finest
(regime) a nina
And smoke a lot
(smoke a lot, bumbell)
Let's serve these with the straight shh, uh nigga
(in back bitch)
that, I'm tired of not being of the bungalow shit
This for you nigga

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

n9ne]
That n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the grind
All the time you will find I spiritually 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
Ain't nobody fuckin with my niggas I'm the killa cosa nostra
So bust like supposed to
We this gon sell 'cause this shit's the bumbell nigga

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

Bitch I can ya ? ven? (ba bum)
ya ? land? (ba bum)
Make the (ba bum)
related dance (ba bum)
I can make the (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 when you in the to funk
Or get crunked
When jumps, I'm the theme music
Like thorazine, the cling to it
I mean to do it
The music made me do it, it me loose it
Got my mind playin
Now my can't stop sprayin shit
Until the nigga lay in a
And when I played this it blew my speakers out
Looked out the I saw dope fiends and tweakers out in the
of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out
It got me out, hustlin makin scrilla
After every word I got to say
Like up nigga?
Let's smoke this nigga
Oh, got caught, got fucked up nigga
You bumpin yuk
Oh that's the

x 2

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

x 2

[tech (yukmouth)
(live and direct)
Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a mixture
(bumbell) (what)
n9ne (regime shit)
Ish, uck,
you wanna do
Regime
Like that
Me and yuknouth up in this puttin this shit 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)