Luyện nghe bài hát Step Up

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

(wait a minute, um)

i:
This is the art of,
When I'm rockin' I'm more than droppin' a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong
You catchin' a buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own
Deliver the sick
My shotty spit a round, you hit the ground,
body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin' menaces
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 techniques I'm speakin' phoenician
all about crooked
These shout crooked
I'll make you say the west coast ain't shit without
I own a vicious label, niggas'll get
When I'm rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now for crooked i, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

Motherfuccers can you dig that,
Can you with this?
Let's get kurupt the kingpin to fucc niggas up
don't 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 state of mind, when I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the time
With amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the night stalker
With a of bashing mcs, like ten of me
As you can see I mashin' mcs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get
Extra-terrestrial microphone
In effect, get
Tell me the fucc you expected
These injections
I leave sections, and sections full of injections
these poisenous melodies and selections
I the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit my language
Tell me, have you seen one elope
With the
In a scandal like to make mcs explode
Baboom, alone in my own
So compare me to none
Not nearly
Severe, 'cause I severely, mcs
Near me, and fear me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for microphones
no knowledge on how to rock

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

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

Yeah, no
Yeah, can't fucc wit' that

That's what I'm about
West coast, we been doin' this for years
Aint happenin' wit' that

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

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

(mixed with scratching)

can't fade this shit