Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw,
about now it's time to get busy
Huh, out the box, nonstop
Kurupt the Kingpin, Xzibit, I
a minute, um

This is the art of,
I'm rockin', I'm more shockin'
Than a boom box in bath water

You the wrong scuffle
You a chrome buckle
I uppercut hard enough
To my own knuckles

Deliver the verbals
My shotty spit
Before you hit the
body spin around, in six circles

Diminishin' infamous
I'm to get dicked, if not
I'm a start innocents, lyrics

I'm breezin' the
G's in your legion
Freakin' ancient
I'm speakin' phoenician

It's all about
These bitches Crooked
make you say the West Coast
Ain't shit without

I own a vicious label, get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes written on project kitchen
I this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now for Crooked I, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

can you dig that, huh?
Can you fuck this?
Let's get Kurupt the Kingpin to fuck niggas up
Y'all don't see none of this West Coast MC shit
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker?

starts, in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I a rhyme
My microphone every year the same time

With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a talker
Up against the night stalker
With a tendency of bashing MCs, ten of me
As you can see I mashin' MCs

Caboom, the room gets cleared as my get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone
In effect, get
Tell me, "What the you expected?"

These venemous
I leave whole sections and sections of injections
From these poisenous and selections
I select the of slow anguish
I mangle shit my language

Tell me, have you ever seen one
With the
In a like abilities to make MCs explode

Baboom, in my own zone
So don't me to none
Not one's nearly severe, I severely
Impair MCs near me, oppose and me
I got plots and

Sincerely, I could have the spot
Niggas get stoned for touching
With no on how to rock

Yeah, back in effect, it stop
Turn speakers up, DJ Battlecat on the table
We fuckin' it up this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy Xzibit in the motherfuccin' house,

When I was
I to the table double fisted
Sadistic, artillery, for all my enemies
Bust up in the sky screamin' obscenities

Make niggas sport cackies and chucks here to Italy
It'll be, a day in hell when you see Xzibit fail
Act like a on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it be done

I'm the cut, plus how the west was won
Or direct of the gatling gun
test me, son, you fuck around and catch you one

That ain't a threat, a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete wit' 25 niggas wit' in the street
Ready to repeat, after after round at you
All break lose when the whole pound come through

I found that you and yours, can never fuck wit'
I own but gimme some more like Busta Rhymes
the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I'm The Alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the crowds

ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop me and my niggas is platinum plus
My Kurupt

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all can't fuck wit'
That's what I'm about

coast, we been doin' this shit for years
Aint happenin' wit' that
Battlecat,

Whatcha
that be hangin' in the battle
That's I'm talkin' about

Daz
Break it down, it down
Motherfuckas can't this shit