Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma 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 the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges death
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't stand me like ten
I rock it, my female fans freaking faucets
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
Keep it 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 and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we the sound barrier
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is meant to rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
They making a mockery of my face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas stuck at a fainted pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they challenge the tecca nina
your flow's softer than 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 shit yet, this how your 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 whore in the door, taking 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 is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops