Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw yeah!
Right about now 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 a boom box in bath water
You entered the scuffle
You a chrome buckle
I uppercut hard enough to break my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My spit a round, before you hit the ground,
body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin' menaces
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a start innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm breezin the
Freezin g's in legion
Freakin' ancient techniques when I'm speakin'
It's all about
These bitches crooked
I'll make you say the west coast ain't shit crooked
I own a vicious label, niggas'll get
When I'm spittin' written on project kitchen tables
I load this 4-5 and let slugs at ya
Now that's for crooked i, the scrap happy, mic

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

Terror starts, in the of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals like arts
In the mystic state of mind, I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the same
With audio amputations, vocal of a loud talker
Up the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of 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
Tell me what the fucc you
These injections
I leave whole sections, and sections of injections
From these melodies and selections
I the methods of slow anguish
I mangle with my language
Tell me, you ever seen one elope
the microphone
In a like abilities to make mcs explode
Baboom, in my own zone
So don't compare me to
Not nearly
Severe, I severely, impare mcs
me, oppose and fear me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for microphones
With no on how to rock

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

When I was
I came to the double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my
Bust shots up in the sky obsenities
niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to italy
It'll be, a cold day in when you see xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail, tail, and run
See we do it how it can't be
I'm the rough cut, plus how the was won
Or direct of the gatling gun
Don't test me son, you fucc and catch you one
That ain't a threat, a promise I can definitely keep
You can't compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the
Ready to repeat, round after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole pound through
I found that you and yours, can never wit' mine
I own shit but gimme some more like rhymes
Cross the line, now you pay the piper
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the crowds
It's to ashes and dust to dust
Can't stop me and my niggas is platinum plus
My dogg

Yeah, no
Yeah, can't fucc wit' that

That's what I'm talkin'
West coast, we been doin' shit for years
Aint 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 that be hangin' in the
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That's I'm talkin' about
Daz
(don't step up, you wanna get hurt)
it down, break it down
Huh

(mixed with scratching)

Motherfuccas can't fade shit