Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you my name out
will never be the same
They should have let us
Get off foot in this

since I was introduced to rap music
I been missin' a screw like Bishop and
I could lose it at any
who know me know it

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

I'm waitin' for that beef
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm ready to go so bad I'm bananas
My dick's so hard Nicole could
Use it to fuckin' vault with

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

Everyday, it's the same
People in this game try to buddy, us
Just to get close enough to us
Everybody just wants to have to do with that
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 as each other
Why the fuck you think we ride like we
When we with each other?
In time we discovered we have more in common
Then we with each other
robbed of our mothers

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

Big L had just got just a month before
If 50 lives, he's dropped from Columbia
Two later me and Doc had to come and operate
That's when he popped up a one
And we ain't gonna stop if you wonderin'
Even if I'm the gun

You ain't gotta all the time with 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 business as usual
Ego's aside 'fore I 'em all
Swallow your 'fore I step on it with shoes you call
Nike's, Earthlings, how do you these?
You gotta love 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, like cleats

Stompin', I rompin'
Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was still makin' Maxell
I even raps Elvis yet

tells us that
Any in your head that seals the shit
Ricky Ticky Toc, Ticky Toc
Still with the Diggy Doc, Diggy Diggy Doc
And ya stop