Luyện nghe bài hát Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III

Smoking weed, indeed
emcees presented by tecca neez
it out

Ain't nobody like the nigga with a gun up in the middle of the west
I be the killa with a tec and I'ma villain a vest
I gotta fill 'em with effects I get it out the way
So I can say I wanna say
Right over the track singing the father of nona gaye
Let's get it on they love it tech spit a song way rugged
And check niggas on they grudges death
Shitted on buzzes
was just the intros for the family with sin souls
But the with the fem flows
stand me like ten toes
I rock it, my female fans freaking faucets
Putting me up hop is thoughtless
Not supposed to press partners, it
Can't compare crotches, cockless
Taking tech is too toxic, it
Never the bosses take losses
Study off this shit
'Cause some fans are antagonistic, bitches
Raggin' like a happened
When I'm havin' hits, get vast than shit
I ain't vlad and vicious bad and twisted
Keep it fisted, trav insisted
So I frown scarier when the clown buries a nigga to the ground
But the crown carrier get the hound out the mound and they're
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 rapid, I'm the classical rap shit on acid
Bastards! (hurl bars)
Never will niggas be to gimme the trash it, jack it
(World star)
How in the fuck am I and reaching the masses?
Asses, faggots, too back splashes
a wack black chat hatches cause you napped at rap classes
They a mockery of my painted face
But me, I our ancestors
And these talking stuck at a fainted pace
Still not realizing man blessed ya
I am so clever, my adore me they banging yates
Your rhyme is no measure to him, you bore me, gay fakes
Find him more cheddar, my for me stay gaining great
'Cause I am like em, forty, jay, wayne and drake
Pure art, I'm the shit and nigga, you're
How they gonna the tecca nina
When your softer than a velour scarf
Blowing this track into pieces, I'm leaving you 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 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
'Cause a nigga been up in the list now four in a row
My religion is followed by kids, college kids
Metalheads, hip hop heads, the and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by grubbing
Funny hugging, chummy loving men that like to do youths
So I stick with my technicians, no f's given,
team is a mixture of a few groups
This for my fans, nigga, fuck else
If you loving this tech n9ne give me three aooh's and two