Luyện nghe bài hát Split Shine

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

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

2

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

(fuck y'all)

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Let me get a three second look, I hit a dollar target,
You ain't up yet well nigga' let me show ya, (aaaa)
Come dope like planes and boats,
Like filled with coke, down a mexican's throat,
You ever a man get smoked and shit on himself,
The body for a second, then 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 handle the time then ride the beach,
Might as well touch your tail and the fence,
Castrate expose the bitch,
X go head up, the fuck ran from it,
I got engadged with buck shots you can't stomach,
You ain't a you a album filler,
You ain't a you a rap premoter,
over...