Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right the track singing like the father of nona gaye
get it on they love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And niggas on they grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the family sin souls
But the gandys with the fem
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study cautiousness off shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
it jabbing fisted, trav 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
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 classical rap 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 back
Then a wack black chat cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they banging
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay great
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the and nigga, you're farts
How they challenge the tecca nina
When flow's softer than a velour scarf
this track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your 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 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 rips and
Your is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men like to do youths
So I stick 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 me three aooh's and two whoops