Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

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

I'm waitin' for that beef
I'm cocked, locked and
I'm ready to go so bad I'm bananas
My so hard Anna Nicole could
Use it to pole vault with

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

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

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

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

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

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

You gotta agree all the time with me
Or see eye to eye
There'll be animosity between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I give a shit

Still gonna motherfuckin' business 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 like
You gotta love 'em, at the bottom of 'em, they're like cleats

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

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