Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you call my out
Things never be the same
They have never let us
Get off in this game

since I was introduced to rap music
I been a screw like Bishop and Juice
I could it at any moment
Those who me know it

So they probaly you go with the flow
Just so I don't explode and
Have episode where I let it go
As far as the one Benzino did

I'm waitin' for that next
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin'
My dick's so hard Anna could
Use it to fuckin' pole vault

Oh, shit! I mean she was still bloated
Before they cut her open and lypo'ed it
Anybody I throw at gets a name, it's a game
'Cause they know that don't spit the same
a shame what people do for ten minutes of fame

Everyday, the same thing
People in this game try to buddy, us
Just to get close enough to us
Everybody just wants to have somethin' to do with
They all tryin' to get that

They after that Shady, aftermath
It's a monopoly
probably just now finally
Understand how to rob
50 was like a fuckin' jackpot for me
And Dre, it's like we hit the fuckin'

And a damn slot machine at the same time as other
Why the fuck you we ride like we brothers
When we with each other?
In time we that we have more in common
Then we with each other
robbed of our mothers

Our ain't want us
What was wrong us, was it our fault
'Cause we thinkin' God doesn't love us
Two odd
Who just to meet at the right time
What a coincidence when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
I remember the call up at Chung King 'cause

Big L had got popped just a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' from Columbia
Two years later me and Doc had to and operate
That's he popped up a number one
And we never gonna stop if you wonderin'
Even if I'm the gun

You ain't gotta agree all the time me
Or see eye to eye
There'll always be between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I give a shit

Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' as usual
Ego's aside I bruise 'em all
Swallow your pride 'fore I step on it with you call
Nike's, Earthlings, how do you these?
You gotta 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, they're like cleats

Stompin', I been
Since Tim Dogg was 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when was still makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even Elvis yet

That us that
Any doubts in your head seals the shit
Ricky Ticky Toc, Ticky Toc
Still with the Diggy Doc, Diggy Diggy Doc
And ya don't