Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

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

I'm waitin' for that beef
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' vault with

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ain't gotta agree all the with me
Or see eye to eye
always be animosity between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I could give a

Still gonna motherfuckin' business as usual
Ego's aside I bruise '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, they're cleats

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

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