Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

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

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

You entered the scuffle
You a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard
To break my own

Deliver the verbals
My shotty spit
you hit the ground
Your spin around, in six circles

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

I'm the region
G's in your legion
Freakin' techniques
I'm speakin' phoenician

It's all Crooked
These bitches shout
I'll you say the West Coast
Ain't without Crooked

I own a label, niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes written on project tables
I load this 4-5 and let dive at ya
Now that's for Crooked I, the happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuckers can you dig that,
Can you with this?
Let's get Kurupt the to fuck y'all niggas up
don't wanna see none of this West Coast MC shit
Yeah, how you like me now

Terror starts, in the midst of your heart,
The storm, my vocals float like
In the state of mind, when I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the same

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

Caboom, the gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial terror
In effect, get
me, "What the fuck you expected?"

These injections
I leave whole sections and sections full of
From these melodies and selections
I the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit my language

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

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

Sincerely, I could have the locked
Niggas get for touching microphones
no knowledge on how to rock

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

I was enlisted
I came to the double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my
Bust up in the sky screamin' obscenities

niggas sport cackies and chucks from 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 can't be

I'm the rough cut, how the west was won
Or descendant of the gatling gun
Don't test me, son, you fuck and catch you one

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

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

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

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

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

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

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