Luyện nghe bài hát Xzibit - Spit Shine

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

I'm gon be here the smoke die down,
Insomnia style I lie down,
the good fight don't need no help,
Keep your up defend yourself,
Move like I move and live long ,
Can't up if your heart not strong,
Get own shit cause this shit's mine,
time I spit, I shine
2
Cock-sucker I preach I practice,
Back shit up, wrap this, rap up,
Still up, get found in the trunk of an Acura,
Yall like jail and Dracula,
X turn up the heat, the hatred,
Straight face don't fuck with gay shit,
So I guess means I cant fuck with you now,
Two down, let off, to new town,
You feel Bishop, in Juice now?
Gotta flame thrower will burn
Big holes till goose down, (yeah)
Rough sound, strong background,
Bet on the big boys layin chips down,
My whole train of is the body,
Any motherfucker with and not get caught,
I was blessed with but I curse till death,
I'm a till my very last breath...
(fuck y'all)

3
Let me get a three second look, I hit a million target,
You ain't came up yet well nigga' let me ya, (aaaa)
Come across dope planes and boats,
Like baloons with 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 evidence of the weapon and the involved,
Let one talk, everybody gettin caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant handle the time ride the beach,
Might as well your tail and jump the fence,
Castrate expose the bitch,
X go up, the fuck never ran from it,
I got a with buck shots that you can't stomach,
You a killer you a album filler,
You ain't a you a rap premoter,
over...