Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees 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 with a tec and I'ma villain with a
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing like the father of gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
Shitted on buzzes
That was just the for the family with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't stand me ten toes
I it, making my female fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick
Like I ain't and vicious bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we 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 will niggas be able to gimme the it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many splashes
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, 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 velour
Blowing this track 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 your taint rap hits
Tecca 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 whore in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My religion is by little kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This team is a mixture of a few
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops