Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher II

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with 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 love it when tech a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my female fans faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not to press partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never the bosses take losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a happened
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the carrier get the hound out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You I'm over, you never 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 fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a fainted
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me gaining great
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna challenge the nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't shit yet, this how your taint 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 whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes now four in a row
My religion is by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your is tainted by money grubbing
hugging, chummy 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 tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops