Luyện nghe bài hát Split Shine

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

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

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

(fuck y'all)

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Let me get a second look, I hit a million dollar target,
You ain't up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come dope like planes and boats,
Like baloons with coke, down a mexican's throat,
You seen a man get smoked and shit on himself,
The body shake for a second, it can't stop a second,
The are the weapon 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,
as well touch your tail and jump the fence,
Castrate expose the bitch,
X go head up, the never ran from it,
I got with buck shots that you can't stomach,
You ain't a you a album filler,
You a soldier you a rap premoter,
over...