Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher II

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees presented by tecca
it out

Ain't nobody like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the with a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track like the father of nona gaye
get it on they love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
on they buzzes
That was the intros for the family with sin souls
But the gandys with the fem
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, my female fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not to press partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav 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 saying I'm over, you never see the
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on
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 back splashes
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking stuck at a fainted
Still not this man blessed 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 great
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna challenge the nina
When flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your whore in the door, your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two