Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees 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 with a
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the father of gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
Shitted on they
That was just the for the family with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't me like ten toes
I it, making my female fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the bosses losses
Study off this shit
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and bound
Marry 'em all is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you never see the
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to 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 chat cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me gaining great
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's than a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't 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 now four in a row
My religion is by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by 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
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two