Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees presented by 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 villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em with then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when tech spit a song way
And check niggas on they grudges then
Shitted on they
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
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than 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 get the hound out the mound and they're bound
Marry 'em all is how we breaking the sound barrier
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)
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 back splashes
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they banging
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay great
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a velour
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm you fewer parts
At this I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got whore in the door, taking your chick
a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is by money grubbing
hugging, chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick 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 n9ne give me three aooh's and two