Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, indeed
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 I'ma villain a vest
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing like the of nona gaye
get it on they love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the family sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't stand me ten toes
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to press partners, it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
like a stabbin' 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 frown when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and they're
'em all together is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you never see the
My seed is to grow 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 splashes
Then a wack black chat cause you napped at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a fainted
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your in the door, taking your chick
a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My is followed by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This team is a mixture of a few
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three and two whoops