Luyện nghe bài hát Split Shine

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I 'ma clean whole shit out like climax,
words put togeather better then sony electronics,
King of the jungle, humbly honest,
Eat the lions, swim with peranas,
Gassoline the scene, the match,
Inferno, I'm to throue nigga, so back,
I spit shine, get mine and rip
And make my take a incline,
I'm strick with knives, with razors,
Good with and great with gadges, (yeah)
Been around the on a million stages,
Watch nigga's up and go through changes,
I had gun's guns was in fashion,
I mashed out before knew mashin,
I knew terror the plane started crashin,
I got punch and nigga's ain't laughin...

I'm gon be after the smoke dye down,
style I won't lye down,
Fight the fight don't need no help,
your hands up defend yourself,
Move like I move and lifelong ,
move up if your hearts not strong,
Get your own shit this shit's mine,
Every I spit, I shine

2

Cock-sucker I preach I practise,
Back shit up, wrap this, rap up,
Still actin up, get in the trunk of an acuva,
suck like jail in dracula,
X up the heat, increase the hatred,
Straight stone face fuck with gay shit,
So I guess that I cant fuck with you now,
down, let off, facate to new town,
You like bishop, induced now,
Gotta thrower that will burn
holes till you goose down, (yeah)
Rough sound, strong background,
Bent on the big boys playin tips down,
My whole train of is the party,
Any motherfucker with and not get caught,
I was blessed with life when I to death,
I'm a spit my very last breath...

(fuck y'all)

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Let me get a three second look, I hit a million target,
You ain't came up yet well let me show ya, (aaaa)
across dope like planes and boats,
Like baloons filled coke, down a mexican's throat,
You ever a man get smoked and shit on himself,
The shake for a second, then it can't stop a second,
The evidence are the and the people involved,
Let one nigga talk, everybody caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant handle the then ride the beach,
Might as well touch your tail and the fence,
Castrate yourself the bitch,
X go head up, the never ran from it,
I got engadged with buck shots you can't stomach,
You ain't a you a album filler,
You ain't a you a rap premoter,
over...