Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV

Smoking weed, true
emcees presented 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 villain a vest
I gotta fill 'em with then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
over the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a way rugged
And check on they grudges then death
Shitted on they
was just the intros for the family with sin souls
But the gandys with the fem
Can't me like ten toes
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,
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the take losses
Study cautiousness off shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the and they're bound
Marry 'em all is how we breaking the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You I'm over, you never see the principle
My seed is to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black chat hatches you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And niggas talking stuck at a fainted pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore 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 shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna challenge the nina
When flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money
hugging, chummy loving grown men that 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, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech give me three aooh's and two whoops