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

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the with a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I gotta 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the father of nona
Let's get it on they love it when tech 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 with the fem
Can't stand me ten toes
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
will the bosses take losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
I ain't vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I frown when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we breaking the barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you never see the
My is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you 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 challenge the tecca
When your flow's softer than a velour
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, this how your rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his
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 forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, loving grown men that like to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
team is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three and two whoops