Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II (Cypher I)

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain with a
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the father of gaye
Let's get it on they it when tech spit a song way rugged
And niggas on they grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the gandys with the fem
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not to press partners, stop it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the and they're bound
'em all together is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is meant to rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a black chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas stuck at a fainted pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a scarf
Blowing track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your in the door, taking your chick
a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne me three aooh's and two whoops