Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees presented by neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the with a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing the father of nona gaye
get it on they love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking is too toxic, toss it
will the bosses take losses
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
I ain't vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the 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 never see the
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the am I ripping and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man 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 gaining
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna challenge the nina
When your flow's softer than a scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm you fewer parts
At this I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my 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
'Cause a been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by money
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This is a mixture of a few groups
for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody else
If you loving tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops