Luyện nghe bài hát Split Shine

1
I 'ma clean whole shit out like climax,
With words put better then sony electronics,
King of the jungle, stay honest,
Eat with the lions, with peranas,
Gassoline the scene, the match,
Inferno, I'm to nigga, so stand back,
I spit shine, get and rip rhyme
And make my take a incline,
I'm strick knives, straight with razors,
Good with and great with gadges, (yeah)
Been around the world on a stages,
Watch nigga's bitch up and go changes,
I had gun's guns was in fashion,
I mashed out before niggas mashin,
I knew terror before the started crashin,
I got lines and nigga's ain't laughin...

I'm gon be here the smoke dye down,
style I won't lye down,
Fight the good don't need no help,
Keep your up defend yourself,
Move like I move and lifelong ,
Can't up if your hearts not strong,
Get your own cause this shit's mine,
Every I spit, I shine

2

Cock-sucker I what I practise,
Back up, wrap this, rap shit up,
Still up, get found in the trunk of an acuva,
Yall suck like in dracula,
X up the heat, increase the hatred,
Straight stone face fuck with gay shit,
So I guess means I cant fuck with you now,
Drew down, let off, to new town,
You like bishop, induced now,
flame thrower that will burn
Great holes till you down, (yeah)
Rough sound, strong background,
on black the big boys playin tips down,
My train of thought is the party,
Any motherfucker with and not get caught,
I was blessed with life when I to death,
I'm a spit my very last breath...

(fuck y'all)

3

Let me get a three second look, I hit a dollar target,
You ain't came up yet nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
across dope like planes and boats,
Like baloons with coke, down a mexican's throat,
You ever seen a man get smoked and on himself,
The body shake for a second, it can't stop a second,
The evidence are the and the people involved,
Let one nigga talk, everybody caught, for sure,
I say that, to say this,
If you cant the time then ride the beach,
Might as well touch your tail and the fence,
yourself expose the bitch,
X go head up, the fuck ran from it,
I got with buck shots that you can't stomach,
You ain't a you a album filler,
You ain't a you a rap premoter,
over...