Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees presented by tecca
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the killa a tec and I'ma villain with a vest
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the with the fem flows
Can't stand me ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans freaking
Putting me up against hop is
Not to press partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
So I scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown get the hound out the mound and they're 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 classical rap on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the
Asses, faggots, too many back
a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
Your rhyme is no to him, you bore me, gay flaming 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, farts
How they gonna challenge the tecca
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed yet, this how your taint rap hits best
nina ain't plastic, my bank's 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 nigga been up in the 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 men that 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, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops