Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

Ever I was introduced to rap music
I been missin' a screw Bishop and Juice
I lose it at any moment
Those who know me it

So they probaly told you go with the
Just so that I explode and
Have another episode I let it go
As far as the one with did

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big L had got popped just a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped Columbia
Two years me and Doc had to come and operate
That's he popped up a number one
And we ain't never stop if you wonderin'
Even if I'm the gun

You gotta agree 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 could a shit

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

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' Compton'
I was whilin',
Back they was still makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even Elvis yet

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