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 of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with 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 it when tech spit a song way rugged
And niggas on they grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
That was just the intros for the family sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans freaking
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
I ain't 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 carrier 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 on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the 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
They making a of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him cheddar, my end's for me stay 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 than a velour
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer
At this moment I am as dead as before 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 whore in the door, taking your
a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a mixture of a few
for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody else
If you loving tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops