Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II (Cypher I)

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma with a vest
I fill 'em with effects then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right the track 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 buzzes
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the with the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, making my female fans faucets
Putting me up against hop is
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the bosses losses
Study cautiousness off this
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' like a stabbin'
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and bad and twisted
it jabbing fisted, trav insisted
So I scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and they're
'em all together 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 shit on
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 many back
Then a wack black chat hatches you napped at rap classes
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I resemble our
And these niggas talking stuck at a pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends me they banging yates
Your is no measure to him, you bore me, gay flaming fakes
Find him more cheddar, my end's for me gaining great
'Cause I am forever like em, forty, jay, wayne and
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer than a velour
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you parts
At this I am laying as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed yet, this how your taint rap hits best
Tecca nina ain't plastic, my bank's drastic, you match his checks
Lot of gore in the flow, and i'm to go
Got your whore in the door, taking chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes now four in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
religion is tainted by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men that to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops