Luyện nghe bài hát Split Shine

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I 'ma clean this shit out like climax,
With words put togeather better sony electronics,
King of the jungle, stay honest,
Eat with the lions, swim peranas,
Gassoline the scene, the match,
Inferno, I'm to throue nigga, so back,
I shine, get mine and rip rhyme
And my career take a incline,
I'm with knives, straight with razors,
with grenades and great with gadges, (yeah)
Been the world on a million stages,
nigga's bitch up and go through changes,
I had gun's guns was in fashion,
I mashed out niggas knew mashin,
I knew terror before the started crashin,
I got lines and nigga's ain't laughin...

I'm gon be after the smoke dye down,
Insomnia I won't lye down,
Fight the fight don't need no help,
Keep your hands up yourself,
Move like I move and lifelong ,
Can't move up if hearts not strong,
Get own shit cause 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,
Yall suck like in dracula,
X turn up the heat, the hatred,
Straight stone don't fuck with gay shit,
So I guess that means I cant fuck you now,
Drew down, let off, to new town,
You feel like bishop, now,
Gotta flame thrower that burn
holes till you goose down, (yeah)
Rough sound, same background,
Bent on the big boys playin tips down,
My whole of thought is the party,
Any with problems and not get caught,
I was blessed life when I cursed to death,
I'm a spit my very last breath...

(fuck y'all)

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Let me get a three look, I hit a million dollar target,
You came up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come across dope planes and boats,
Like baloons filled coke, down a mexican's throat,
You seen a man get smoked and shit on himself,
The shake for a second, then it can't stop a second,
The evidence are the weapon and the involved,
Let one talk, everybody gettin caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant handle the time ride the beach,
Might as well touch tail and jump the fence,
yourself expose 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...