Luyện nghe bài hát Split Shine

1
I 'ma this whole shit out like climax,
With words put better then sony electronics,
King of the jungle, stay honest,
Eat with the lions, swim peranas,
Gassoline the scene, the match,
Inferno, I'm to nigga, so stand back,
I spit shine, get mine and rip
And my career take a incline,
I'm strick with knives, straight razors,
Good with and great with gadges, (yeah)
Been the world on a million stages,
Watch bitch up and go through changes,
I had before guns was in fashion,
I mashed out niggas knew mashin,
I knew terror the plane started crashin,
I got punch lines and ain't laughin...

I'm gon be here the smoke dye down,
style I won't lye down,
Fight the good fight need no help,
Keep your hands up yourself,
Move like I move and live ,
Can't up if your hearts not strong,
Get your own shit cause shit's mine,
Every I spit, I shine

2

Cock-sucker I what I practise,
Back shit up, wrap this, rap up,
Still actin up, get found in the of an acuva,
Yall like jail in dracula,
X up the heat, increase the hatred,
Straight face don't fuck with gay shit,
So I guess means I cant fuck with you now,
Drew down, let off, to new town,
You like bishop, induced now,
flame thrower that will burn
Great till you goose down, (yeah)
Rough sound, same background,
Bent on black the big boys playin down,
My whole train of is the party,
Any motherfucker problems and not get caught,
I was blessed with when I cursed to death,
I'm a spit till my last breath...

(fuck y'all)

3

Let me get a three look, I hit a million dollar target,
You came up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come dope like planes and boats,
Like baloons with coke, down a mexican's throat,
You seen a man get smoked and shit on himself,
The body shake for a second, then it stop a second,
The are the weapon and the people involved,
Let one nigga talk, everybody caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you handle the time then ride the beach,
Might as well touch your tail and the fence,
Castrate expose the bitch,
X go head up, the fuck ran from it,
I got engadged with buck shots that you stomach,
You ain't a you a album filler,
You a soldier you a rap premoter,
over...