Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher II

Smoking weed, indeed
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the 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 over the track singing like the father of gaye
Let's get it on they love it when spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they then death
Shitted on buzzes
That was just the intros for the family with sin
But the gandys with the fem
Can't me like ten toes
I rock it, my female fans freaking faucets
me up against hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
compete compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never will the bosses take
Study cautiousness off this
some fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
I'm havin' hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't vlad and vicious bad and
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga down to the
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 never see the
My is meant to grow rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never niggas be able to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I ripping and the masses?
Asses, faggots, too many back
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
They making a mockery of my painted
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not this man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they 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
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, farts
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your flow's softer a velour scarf
Blowing this 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 yet, this how your taint rap hits best
nina 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 whore in the door, taking your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, college
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the rips and
Your religion is tainted by money
Funny hugging, chummy grown men that like to do youths
So I with my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, everybody else
If you loving this n9ne give me three aooh's and two whoops