Luyện nghe bài hát Xzibit - Spit Shine

1
I 'ma clean this whole out like colonics,
With words put together better then Electronics,
King of the jungle, humbly honest,
Eat the lions, swim with piranhas,
the scene, strike the match,
Inferno, I'm to thorough nigga, so back,
I spit shine, get and rip rhyme
And make my take a incline,
I'm strict knives, straight with razors,
Good with and great with gauges, (yeah)
around the world on a million stages,
Watch nigga's bitch up and go changes,
I had gun's thugs was in fashion,
I mashed out niggas knew mashin,
I knew terror before the started crashin,
I got punch lines and ain't laughin...

I'm gon be here after the die down,
Insomnia I won't lie down,
Fight the fight don't need no help,
Keep hands up defend yourself,
Move like I move and live life ,
Can't up if your heart not strong,
Get your own shit cause this mine,
Every time I spit, I
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Cock-sucker I what I practice,
shit up, wrap this, rap shit up,
Still actin up, get in the trunk of an Acura,
Yall like jail and Dracula,
X up the heat, increase the hatred,
stone face don't fuck with gay shit,
So I guess that means I fuck with you now,
Two down, let off, to new town,
You like Bishop, in Juice now?
flame thrower that will burn
Big holes till goose down, (yeah)
sound, same strong background,
Bet on black the big boys layin down,
My whole train of is the body,
Any motherfucker with and not get caught,
I was blessed with life but I till death,
I'm a spit my very last breath...
(fuck y'all)

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Let me get a second look, I hit a million dollar target,
You ain't came up yet well nigga' let me ya, (aaaa)
Come across dope like and boats,
Like baloons filled coke, down a mexican's throat,
You ever seen a man get they shit on theyself,
The body shake for a second, then it dissected,
For of the weapon and the people involved,
Let one nigga talk, everybody caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant handle the time ride the beach,
as well tuck your tail and jump the fence,
Castrate expose the bitch,
X go head up, the fuck ran from it,
I got a guage with buck that you can't stomach,
You a killer you a album filler,
You ain't a you a rap premoter,
over...