Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

Aw yeah!
Right about now it's time to get
Huh, out the box, nonstop
Kurupt the kingpin, xzibit, i

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
When I'm I'm more shockin' than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You the wrong scuffle
You a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to my own knuckles
the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, you hit the ground,
Your body around, in six circles
Diminishin' infamous
I'm waitin' to get dicced, if not, I'm a finishin' innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I'm the region
g's in your legion
Freakin' ancient when I'm speakin' phoenician
all about crooked
These bitches crooked
I'll make you say the west coast ain't without crooked
I own a label, niggas'll get disabled
When I'm spittin' rhymes written on project tables
I load 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that's for crooked i, the 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 of this west coast mc shit
Yeah, how you me now motherfucker!? !

Terror starts, in the of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a
My microphone massacres year the same time
With amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone stalker
With a tendency of mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I mashin' mcs
Caboom, the gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone
In effect, get
me what the fucc you expected
These injections
I leave sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and
I select the methods of slow
I shit with my language
me, have you ever seen one elope
With the
In a scandal like abilities to make mcs
Baboom, alone in my own
So don't compare me to
Not nearly
Severe, I severely, impare mcs
Near me, oppose and me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I could have the locked
Niggas get for touching microphones
With no knowledge on how to

Yeah, back in effect, it don't
your speakers up, dj battlecat on the table
We it up like this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy xzibit in the house
Alkaholiks!

When I was
I came to the table fisted
Sadistic, artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks hear to italy
It'll be, a cold day in when you see xzibit fail
Act a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it can't be
I'm the rough cut, plus how the was won
Or direct descendant of the gun
Don't me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That a threat, that's a promise I can definitely keep
You can't wit' 25 niggas wit' heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after round at you
All hell lose when the whole pound come through
I found you and yours, can never fucc wit' mine
I own shit but gimme some more like busta
the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I'm the alkaholik sniper, that be keepin' the crowds
It's to ashes and dust to dust
Can't till me and my niggas is platinum plus
My dogg

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

what I'm talkin' about
West coast, we doin' this shit for years
nothin' happenin' wit' that

(don't up)
Right,
(don't step up, you wanna 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 what I'm talkin'
Daz
(don't step up, unless you get hurt)
Break it down, break it
Huh

(mixed battlecat's scratching)

Motherfuccas can't fade this