Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right the track singing like 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 gandys with the fem
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, making my female fans freaking
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compete compare crotches,
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get than 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 carrier get the hound out the mound and they're
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 to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to 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 hatches cause you napped at rap
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me gaining great
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a velour
Blowing this into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got whore 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 grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men like to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
team is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this tech give me three aooh's and two whoops