Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher II

Smoking weed, true
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the
I be the killa with a tec and villain with a vest
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
was just the intros for the family with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't stand me ten toes
I rock it, making my female 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 losses
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown get the hound out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we breaking the sound
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 shit on
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black chat hatches you napped at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they banging
Your rhyme is no to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him cheddar, my end's 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 challenge the tecca
When flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this track pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a nigga up in the forbes 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 that to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops