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 middle of the
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain a vest
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the track 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 then death
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses losses
Study cautiousness off this
some fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the and they're bound
Marry 'em all together is how we breaking the sound
I'm three-dimensional, we
You I'm over, you never 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 chat cause you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my face
But me, I our ancestors
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they banging
Your 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, farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
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 shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't match his checks
Lot of in the flow, and i'm born to go
Got your whore in the door, 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
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving men that like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a mixture of a few
for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three and two whoops