Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw yeah!
Right now it's time to get busy
Huh, straight out the box,
Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, i

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
I'm rockin' I'm more shockin' than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You the wrong scuffle
You a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My spit a round, before you hit the ground,
Your body spin around, in six
Diminishin' menaces
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a start finishin'
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm the region
Freezin g's in legion
Freakin' ancient when I'm speakin' phoenician
all about crooked
These bitches crooked
I'll 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 tables
I load 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for i, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuccers can you dig that,
Can you fucc this?
Let's get kurupt the kingpin to fucc niggas up
Y'all don't wanna see none of west coast mc shit
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker!? !

Terror starts, in the midst of your heart,
The storm, my vocals like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a
My microphone massacres every year the time
With audio amputations, thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night
a tendency of bashing mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mcs
Caboom, the gets cleared as my views get clearer
microphone terror
In effect, get
me what the fucc you expected
These injections
I leave whole sections, and sections of injections
From poisenous melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow
I shit with my language
Tell me, have you ever one elope
With the
In a scandal like to make mcs explode
Baboom, in my own zone
So don't compare me to
Not nearly
Severe, 'cause I severely, mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got and theories
Sincerely, I have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for microphones
With no knowledge on how to

Yeah, back in effect, it stop
Turn speakers up, dj battlecat on the table
We fuckin' it up like this and that, yeah
Got my xzibit in the motherfuccin' house
Alkaholiks!

When I was
I came to the table double
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my
shots up in the sky screamin' obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and from hear to italy
be, a cold day in hell when you see xzibit fail
Act a bitch 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 direct descendant of the gun
Don't test me son, you around and catch you one
That ain't a threat, a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete wit' 25 wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, after after round at you
All hell lose when the whole pound come through
I that you and yours, can never fucc wit' mine
I own but gimme some more like busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the
I'm the alkaholik sniper, be keepin' the crowds hyper
It's ashes to ashes and dust to
Can't stop till me and my is platinum plus
My kurupt

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all can't fucc that

what I'm talkin' about
West coast, we been doin' shit for years
nothin' happenin' wit' that

(don't up)
Right,
(don't step up, unles you get hurt)
Huh, huh, huh

(get get get get hurt)
say
Motherfuccas be hangin' in the battle
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That's what I'm talkin'
Daz
(don't step up, you wanna get hurt)
it down, break it down
Huh

(mixed with scratching)

Motherfuccas can't fade shit