Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

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

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
When I'm I'm more shockin' than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You entered the scuffle
You catchin' a buckle
I uppercut hard enough to break my own knuckles
Deliver the verbals
My shotty a round, before you hit the ground,
Your spin around, in six circles
Diminishin' menaces
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm the region
Freezin g's in legion
ancient techniques when I'm speakin' phoenician
It's all about
These shout crooked
I'll make you say the coast ain't shit without crooked
I own a vicious label, get disabled
I'm spittin' rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for crooked i, the happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuccers can you dig that,
Can you fucc this?
Let's get kurupt the 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 midst of heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a
My microphone massacres every the same time
With audio amputations, vocal of a loud talker
Up against the night stalker
With a tendency of bashing mcs, ten of me
As you can see I continue mcs
Caboom, the gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone
In effect, get
Tell me what the you expected
These injections
I leave whole sections, and sections full of
From poisenous melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow
I mangle with my language
Tell me, have you ever seen one
With the
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs
Baboom, alone in my own
So don't compare me to
Not one's
Severe, I severely, impare mcs
Near me, and fear me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I could have the spot
Niggas get stoned for microphones
no knowledge on how to rock

Yeah, in effect, it don't stop
Turn your speakers up, dj battlecat on the
We it up like this and like 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 chucks hear to italy
It'll be, a day in hell when you see xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail, tail, and run
See we do it how it be done
I'm the rough cut, how the west was won
Or direct descendant of the 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 wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after round at you
All break lose when the whole pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never fucc mine
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
It's ashes to and dust to dust
Can't stop till me and my niggas is plus
My kurupt

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

That's I'm talkin' about
West coast, we been this 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 that be hangin' in the
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
what I'm talkin' about
Daz
(don't up, unless you wanna get hurt)
Break it down, break it
Huh

(mixed battlecat's scratching)

can't fade this shit