Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, true
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain with a
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right the track singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges death
on they buzzes
That was just the intros for the family sin souls
But the with 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 partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the take losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, insisted
So I frown when 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 breaking the sound
I'm three-dimensional, we
You saying I'm over, you see the principle
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the 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 ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me they yates
Your is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
him more 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 challenge the tecca
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
this track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you can't his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, taking your
'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 rips and
Your religion is by money grubbing
Funny hugging, loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck everybody
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops