Luyện nghe bài hát Xzibit - Spit Shine

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

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

3
Let me get a three look, I hit a million dollar target,
You ain't up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come across like planes and boats,
Like baloons filled with coke, a mexican's throat,
You ever seen a man get smoked? shit on theyself,
The body for a second, then it gets dissected,
For evidence of the weapon and the involved,
Let one nigga talk, everybody caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant handle the time ride the beach,
Might as well tuck your and jump the fence,
yourself expose the bitch,
X go head up, the never ran from it,
I got a guage buck shots that you can't stomach,
You ain't a you a album filler,
You ain't a you a rap premoter,
over...