Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw yeah!
Right now it's 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 shockin' than a boom box in bath water
You the wrong scuffle
You catchin' a chrome
I uppercut niggas hard enough to my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My shotty a round, before you hit the ground,
Your spin around, in six circles
infamous menaces
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm breezin the
Freezin g's in your
Freakin' ancient techniques I'm speakin' phoenician
all about crooked
These bitches shout
I'll you say the west coast ain't shit without crooked
I own a vicious label, niggas'll get
When I'm spittin' rhymes written on kitchen tables
I this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for i, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuccers can you dig that,
Can you fucc with
Let's get kurupt the to fucc y'all niggas up
Y'all don't wanna see none of this west coast mc
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker!? !

Terror starts, in the midst of your heart,
The storm, my float like arts
In the mystic state of mind, I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres year the same time
With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a talker
Up against the microphone stalker
With a tendency of mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mcs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my get clearer
Extra-terrestrial terror
In effect, get
Tell me what the you expected
These injections
I leave sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and
I the methods of slow anguish
I mangle with my language
me, have you ever seen one elope
With the
In a scandal like abilities to mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own
So compare me to none
Not one's
Severe, I severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got and theories
Sincerely, I could the spot locked
get stoned for touching microphones
With no knowledge on how to

Yeah, back in effect, it 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 to the table double fisted
Sadistic, artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky screamin'
Make niggas sport and chucks from hear to italy
It'll be, a cold day in hell when you see xzibit
Act like a on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it can't be
I'm the rough cut, how the west was won
Or direct descendant of the gun
Don't me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That ain't a threat, that's a promise I can keep
You compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after round at you
All hell break when the whole pound come through
I that you and yours, can never fucc wit' mine
I own shit but gimme more like busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you pay the piper
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the hyper
It's ashes to and dust to dust
stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus
My kurupt

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all can't fucc wit'

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

(don't up)
Right,
(don't step up, unles you 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, unless you get hurt)
Break it down, it down
Huh

(mixed battlecat's scratching)

Motherfuccas can't this shit