Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees presented by neez
it out

Ain't nobody like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa a tec and I'ma villain with 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 father of 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 just the intros for the family sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
will the bosses take losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, naggin'
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a 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 see the principle
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap 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 mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me banging yates
Your rhyme is no to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna challenge the nina
When flow's softer than 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
packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, 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 with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops