Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher V

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick emcees by tecca 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 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 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 death
Shitted on they
That was the intros for the family with sin souls
But the gandys the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to partners, stop it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the bosses losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
like a stabbin' happened
When I'm havin' hits, get than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier 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 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 on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the trash it, it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
making a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not realizing this man ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my for me stay gaining great
I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne 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
Blowing track into pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am laying as as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my drastic, you can't match his checks
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, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like 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 aooh's and two whoops