Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw yeah!
Right about now time to get busy
Huh, out the box, nonstop
Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, i

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
When I'm rockin' I'm more than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong
You catchin' a buckle
I niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, you hit the ground,
Your body spin around, in six
Diminishin' infamous
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm the region
Freezin g's in legion
Freakin' techniques when I'm speakin' phoenician
all about crooked
These bitches crooked
make you say the west coast ain't shit without crooked
I own a label, niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' written on project kitchen tables
I load 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
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 like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I a rhyme
My massacres every year the same time
audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone stalker
With a of bashing 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
Tell me what the fucc you
venemous injections
I whole sections, and sections full of injections
From these melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow
I mangle shit my language
Tell me, you ever seen one elope
With the
In a scandal like to make mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own
So compare me to none
Not nearly
Severe, 'cause I severely, mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got and theories
Sincerely, I could have the spot
Niggas get for touching microphones
With no on how to rock

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

When I was
I came to the double fisted
Sadistic, artillery, for all my enemies
shots up in the sky screamin' obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from 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 cut, plus how the west was won
Or direct of the gatling gun
Don't test me son, you around and catch you one
That ain't a threat, that's a promise I can keep
You can't wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
to repeat, round after after round at you
All hell 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
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the
I'm the alkaholik sniper, be keepin' the crowds hyper
It's ashes to and dust to dust
Can't stop till me and my is platinum plus
My dogg

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all fucc wit' that

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

(don't up)
Right,
(don't step up, you wanna 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 I'm talkin' about
Daz
(don't step up, you wanna get hurt)
Break it down, it down
Huh

(mixed with scratching)

Motherfuccas can't fade shit