Luyện nghe bài hát Sinister Tech

You're the one
Who's a dumb
And a bum
You're a nigga
Better run
When I nigga
a gun nigga
You're a

you
Never you
loved you
was you
I'mma you
I'mma you
I'mma you
Mother you

my nigga Aaron Yates
Style lee lee killa Norman
at me like I'm ollie gates
I'mma put the to your face
The nerve of ya yellin', a murderer
But ain't nobody ever of a
Killa killa doing damage off up in
Sinister minister
Tech be the menace
(Yes, yes)
Diminish ya, finish the dementia

I'm the
I done told y'all I was
Better start
Or like a cannon
I'mma leave hella destruction
Mental and famine
I would you
Not to slide
'Coz I will you
a rhyme flow

That will you
How can I bow
To a broke rapper a foul sound?
How can I flow
With an MC can't chow down?
would you be
If you did'nt copy off me boy?
This type of shit that I
I sum you up
Bitch flows, foes
hoes, case closed

If you ain't got shit to fuck this
Take that shit on
And if you're bitch in the club ass on me
I'm take that home

By the sinister N9NE
By the sinister, by the
By the Tech N9Ne
y'all know me by the
Everybody say in the house what

Bounce, rock, or fight, shoot, hate
We so chilly, they us abominable
Everybody we phenomenal
Get ya' money, get ya'
If getting nothing
living is comical

Simon bar
Climbing finisher
and lard vinegar
Rhyming blimisher
heathenistic
Killer with a
this shit
Your whole facad's
I'll make you kneel zod

Biblical hits, flippable kickable
with critical lyricals
Never no shit
Step into the fickle abyss
in pittifulness
Swivel and get pistol whipped

been along ride
Tecca nina just die ei ei ei eiya
Better feel it I drill it
(Trick)
is when I kill it
(Mitch)
Hit it hit it
Never ever tell a killer
Quit it,

If you got shit to fuck with this
Take dead shit on
And if bitch in the club with ass on me
I'm gonna take that

By the Tech N9NE
By the sinister, by the
By the sinister N9Ne
y'all know me by the
Everybody say KC's in the house

Off the hook, stalking in
Tossing 'em walkin' in
that rogue dog shit
Dirty devils better hold yaw
Nina ripping, ill beast
Yeah, we know it reach gold
Platinum, feel flows
off of kill creek road
Say my five times
Tech, Tech, Tech, N9NE

I will appear in your
Through your chest out your spine
Hungry like an
off the blood in your veins
Alias Kevorkian
Never you ready for the pain
do ya get
When you cross
a hard ass track?
Innovative,

Psycho, out
do ya get
With Rock, Will, and Dynomack?
Nitwits, misfits, sick shit, Howze
What do ya get you cross tech with a fine bitch in the club?
KY, bou lou, motel,
do you call a rappin' ass
Rogue dog villain mother fucker?
Donny Quest, Azmo, Sinister N9NE

If you ain't got shit to fuck this
Take that dead on
And if you're in the club with ass on me
I'm take that home

By the sinister N9NE
By the sinister, by the
By the Tech N9Ne
Vill-on y'all me by the
Everybody say KC's in the what
N9NE's in the house