Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees presented by tecca
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 I'ma villain with a
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it tech spit a song way rugged
And niggas on they grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the gandys with the fem
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses losses
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I frown scarier when the buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and 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 seed is meant to rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas stuck at a fainted pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
Your is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay great
I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the and nigga, you're farts
How gonna challenge the tecca nina
When your softer than a velour scarf
Blowing track into 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
nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, your chick
'Cause a been 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 grubbing
Funny hugging, loving grown men that like to do youths
So I with 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 n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops