Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing like the father of nona
Let's get it on love it when tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
That was the intros for the family with sin souls
But the with the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not to press partners, stop it
Can't compete compare crotches,
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the bosses losses
cautiousness off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
So I frown when the clown buries a nigga 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 never see the
My seed is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black hatches cause you napped at rap classes
making a mockery of my painted face
But me, I resemble our
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
not realizing this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me banging 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, wayne and
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna challenge the nina
When your flow's softer than a velour
this track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits best
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 your whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a nigga 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
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you this tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops