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

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees presented by tecca
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the killa a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges death
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
So I frown scarier the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we breaking the sound
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the am I ripping and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they banging
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him more cheddar, my for me stay gaining great
I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer
At this moment I am laying as as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your rap hits best
Tecca ain't plastic, my bank's 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
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
team is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two