Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, true
emcees presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody like the nigga with a gun up in the middle 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 what I say
Right over the track singing like the father of nona
Let's get it on they love it when spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges death
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, making my female fans freaking
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
So I frown when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and bound
'em all together is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the am I ripping and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And niggas talking stuck at a fainted pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining great
I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna challenge the tecca
When flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead 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 match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got whore in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now in a row
My religion is by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by money
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne me three aooh's and two whoops