Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

So probaly told you go with the flow
Just so 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 to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
My so hard Anna Nicole could
Use it to fuckin' pole with

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

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

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

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

Our fathers want us
What was wrong with us, was it our
'Cause we thinkin' God doesn't love us
Two odd
Who just happened to 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 just got popped just a before
If 50 lives, gettin' dropped from Columbia
Two years me and Doc had to come and operate
That's when he up a number one
And we ain't never gonna stop if you
if I'm under the gun

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

Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' business as
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 gotta 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, they're like cleats

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was still makin' Maxell
I wasn't even raps yet

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