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

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I gotta 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the gandys with the fem
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the
But the crown carrier get the hound out the and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You I'm over, you never see the principle
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
making a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas stuck at a fainted pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him more cheddar, my for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How gonna challenge the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, how your taint rap hits best
Tecca ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm 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 rips and
Your religion is tainted by money
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men like to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops