Luyện nghe bài hát Thunder Lightning

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

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

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

Chorus
"not it"
Xzibit's da thunder, da lightning (4x)

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

4x

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

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

4x