Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga 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 with then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track singing like the of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it 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 stand me like ten
I it, making my female fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the bosses losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a happened
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't and vicious bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and 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 shit on
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a black chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And niggas talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man 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 more cheddar, my end's for me gaining great
I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they challenge the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a scarf
Blowing this into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is by little kids, college kids
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 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 this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops