Luyện nghe bài hát Thunder Lightning

"not it"
"my my thunder"
It not end
"not havin it" "my my thunder"
"not hav--"

(lightning) defari (come on) "not havin it"
"my lightning my thunder" "not havin it" "my my thunder"

Look what the blew in, a wild west storm
In the form of thunder and
Xzibit be the thunder, defari be the
Crack a teeth when he be bitin
These fakers can't stand it to they bandit
Wit silver-tipped lyrics I shoot across the planet
Your favorite's janet, I'm bangin hits that's hard granite
Surprising these critics that's the way I planned it
Your brain I scanned it, and analyzed weakness
You're not creative, niggas you we call leeches (say what)
(that brother teaches, yep) make no big deal of it
I just knows I don't
The after high noon saloon
That's you find a table reserved for x and herut
>from to the mellanys
Don't give a fuck where you look, they feelin emcees

[tash]
"not it"
Xzibit's da thunder, defari's da (4x)

Y'all niggas speakin out of anger and
But got the diligence
Defari sparkin joints in the
Kill-afornia who search and destroy missions
Bring the heat to the temperature in hell's kitchen
Don't get too and find yourself missin, listen
Shot caller from a new position, relieve the tension
Break wit my brothers
All the we fuck be hangin out wit one another
And associate my good times wit hennesy
Can you relate, or is heart filled wit hate?
We makin history, get your cameras and roll the
the moves y'all niggas refuse to make
How many fools do it for me to shut down
To likwit niggas ain't fuckin around
Feel the shakin underground sound will never
We swing hard and aim for the throat, mothafuckers

4x

The ice age couldn't stop me writin a page
Of lyrical rage to be out on stage
Then my frustrations slice emcess wit blades
No dough, no show, no doubt gots to get
You listen to the horses sounds*
It make wack emcees wanna quit and go take college courses
And get a higher sense of
Clappin off ? vermin? , bust his spine and be the that's burnin

Put your gun down boy, you get beat like father did
style, snap your limbs like a crocodile
Nasty, wicked, and wild and for the confrontation
You tryin to but runnin into complications
Of course, the work horse, the source
Either come in quietly or be by force
40 & 40 nightz brought the thunder & lightning
Let's both burn sudden and have a clash of the

4x