Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, true
Sick emcees by tecca neez
it out

Ain't busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and villain with a vest
I gotta fill 'em effects then I get it out the way
So I can say what I say
Right over the singing like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it when spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges then
Shitted on they
That was just the intros for the family sin souls
But the with the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans freaking
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
tech is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
So I scarier 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 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 classical rap shit on
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and reaching the
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me banging yates
Your rhyme is no to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me stay great
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed yet, this how your taint 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 your
a nigga been up in the forbes list now four in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
This team is a mixture of a few
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three and two whoops