Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw yeah!
Right about now 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 shockin' than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You the wrong scuffle
You a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own
Deliver the sick
My spit a round, before you hit the ground,
Your body spin around, in six
Diminishin' infamous
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a finishin' innocents
(lyrics), I'm breezin the region
Freezin g's in legion
Freakin' techniques when I'm speakin' phoenician
all about crooked
These bitches shout
I'll make you say the west coast ain't shit without
I own a vicious label, niggas'll get
I'm spittin' rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load this 4-5 and let dive at ya
Now that's for crooked i, the happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuccers can you dig that,
Can you with this?
Let's get kurupt the to fucc y'all niggas up
Y'all wanna see none of this west coast mc shit
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker!? !

Terror starts, in the midst of your heart,
The storm, my vocals float like
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a
My microphone massacres every year the time
With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a talker
Up against the microphone night
With a tendency of bashing mcs, ten of me
As you can see I continue mcs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my get clearer
microphone terror
In effect, get
Tell me what the you expected
venemous injections
I leave whole sections, and sections of injections
From these melodies and selections
I the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit my language
Tell me, have you ever seen one
With the
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs
Baboom, alone in my own
So don't compare me to
Not one's
Severe, I severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I have the spot locked
get stoned for touching microphones
With no on how to rock

Yeah, in effect, it don't stop
Turn your speakers up, dj on the table
We fuckin' it up this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy xzibit in the motherfuccin'
Alkaholiks!

When I was
I came to the table fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my
shots up in the sky screamin' obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks 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 be done
I'm the rough cut, how the west was won
Or direct of the gatling gun
Don't me son, you fucc around and catch you one
ain't a threat, that's a promise I can definitely keep
You compete wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
to repeat, round after after round at you
All hell break when the whole pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never fucc mine
I own shit but gimme some like busta rhymes
Cross the line, now you pay the piper
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the crowds
It's ashes to and dust to dust
Can't stop till me and my niggas is platinum
My kurupt

Yeah, no
Yeah, y'all fucc wit' that

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

(don't up)
Right,
(don't step up, you wanna get hurt)
Huh, huh, huh

(get get get get hurt)
say
Motherfuccas that be hangin' in the
(get hurt, get get get get hurt)
That's I'm talkin' about
Daz
(don't step up, unless you get hurt)
it down, break it down
Huh

(mixed battlecat's scratching)

Motherfuccas can't fade shit