Letra Strangeulation, vol. ii - cypher iii Tech N9Ne

Strangeulation, vol. ii - cypher iii

I'm proud to present this cypher to my technicians, cause this one has been a long time coming. So I called on my big homie Big Scoob, and my lil' homie; JL B. Hood. Let's go

Yeah, aha, Big Fella
Back pushin' that trap shit to your tracklist
Tecca Ninna's new package, Big Fella gon' snap bitch
Whip game, I'm magic, front flips, no backflips
Still eatin' old passed whips, looky here, these facts, bitch (yeah!)
Big Fella y'all know me man, show me, homie, I'm still the same
I'm a little older got a little colder, I'm still the soldier, I'm blowing flames
Time to get, what's happening blood?
This don't get it I'm acting up
Y'all ain't with it then I'ma go get it and shit but it ain't on the back on the bus
Nah, I'm just fuckin' with it, bickin' back and having fun
Bullshit I'm having none, pussy niggas best hold their tongue
Flip a switch and I'm with the shit get to clapping clips and I'm banging drums
Ignorant with this ignant shit and my only wish is you come get some!

I told you bitches where the fuck I'm from
Showed you this is where the luck might run
Out for the doubt, what you do with your mouth
About to be part of the reason I come and bust my gun
Finicky front and wanna be just like them
Niggas a boar be hunted just like one
This no war nor kid time son, it's a warning do nothing dumb
You can feel what it is when exposed to the G's
A real one exists this close to the lead
Get a hold of the disk you suppose to believe
The show is a trip and the flows a disease
Coke gotta fizz, got zones of the trees
I'ma never let em live, let alone let 'em breathe
Not a fuck I could give, like "fucks? What are these?"
Pros we official, the hoes Lebanese
Strange got the game in a guillotine choke
Language aim seen finna be quoted, know it ain't my enemy hope
Swank if you can't consider me dope
Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both
On the bull with a 7, no Tony Kukoc
Bitch check in though whenever you post
They come out the wood works, know whenever you close
You know what I'm yelling know somebody better tell em
Hard head make a soft ass lemme get 'em
Up in art class was the only time he drew a weapon
Up the bar blurred lines I'm a urban legend
No T.I. TMI but im fucking with protection
Paper work in red like I'm making a correction
Select what I said, hope you making the connection
We come at a nigga head, it come off him in a second
Me and Tech got high said we finna do work
Spat hot lava finna shoot first
You expect not vibe, I could only do church
If my nigga was alive I am in the booth hurt!
Know that I ride, why I tell em B. Hood
You would look odd in my neck of the woods
If I really wanna slide in your hoe I could
But I'm God with a double O, you know I'm good
Step like I should!

I steps like a real should, papered but still hood
We whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yank dick and still could, We whip it real good
I steps like a real should, papered but still hood
We whip it real good
Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good
Yank dick and still could, We whip it real good