Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

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

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
When I'm rockin' I'm more shockin' than droppin' a boom box in bath
You entered the wrong
You catchin' a chrome
I niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, you hit the ground,
body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin' infamous
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm breezin the
Freezin g's in your
Freakin' techniques when I'm speakin' phoenician
It's all crooked
These shout crooked
I'll make you say the west coast ain't shit without
I own a label, niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes on project kitchen tables
I this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for crooked i, the scrap happy, mic

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

Terror starts, in the midst of heart, starts
The storm, my vocals like arts
In the mystic state of mind, I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every the same time
With amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night
With a tendency of mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I mashin' mcs
Caboom, the room cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial terror
In effect, get
me what the fucc you expected
These venemous
I whole sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and
I the methods of slow anguish
I shit with my language
me, have you ever seen one elope
With the
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs
Baboom, alone in my own
So don't me to none
Not nearly
Severe, I severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got and theories
Sincerely, I have the spot locked
Niggas get for touching microphones
With no knowledge on how to

Yeah, back in effect, it don't
Turn your speakers up, dj on the table
We fuckin' it up like this and like that,
Got my homeboy xzibit in the house
Alkaholiks!

When I was
I came to the table fisted
Sadistic, artillery, for all my enemies
shots up in the sky screamin' obsenities
Make niggas cackies and chucks 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, plus how the was won
Or direct descendant of the gun
Don't test me son, you fucc around and you one
That ain't a threat, a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after after at you
All break lose when the whole pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never wit' mine
I own shit but gimme some more busta rhymes
the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the hyper
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop me and my niggas is platinum plus
My dogg

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

That's what I'm talkin'
West coast, we doin' this shit for years
Aint nothin' happenin' that

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

(get get get get hurt)
say
Motherfuccas that be in the battle
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
what I'm talkin' about
Daz
(don't up, unless you wanna get hurt)
it down, break it down
Huh

(mixed battlecat's scratching)

can't fade this shit