Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, true
Sick presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain a vest
I gotta fill 'em with then I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track like the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on grudges then death
Shitted on buzzes
That was just the 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 against hop is
Not supposed to partners, stop it
Can't compete crotches, cockless
Taking is too toxic, toss it
Never will the bosses take
Study off this shit
'Cause fans are antagonistic, naggin' bitches
Raggin' a stabbin' happened
When I'm hits, get vast than sick shit
Like I ain't and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it jabbing fisted, trav
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 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 rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be able to gimme the it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
Then a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap
making a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these niggas talking at a fainted pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my friends adore me banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
him more cheddar, my end's for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am forever em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're farts
How gonna challenge the tecca nina
your flow's softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this track pieces, I'm leaving you fewer parts
At this moment I am as dead as before my 2.0 tour starts
Ain't packed shit yet, this how your taint rap hits
nina 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, your chick
'Cause a nigga been up in the forbes list now in a row
My religion is followed by little kids, kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is by money grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving grown men like to do youths
So I stick my technicians, no f's given, yeah
This team is a of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me aooh's and two whoops