Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

So they probaly told you go the flow
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 beef
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin'
My dick's so hard Anna could
Use it to pole vault with

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

Everyday, it's the thing
People in this game try to 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 that Shady, aftermath money
like a monopoly
They probably now finally
Understand how to rob
50 Cent was like a jackpot for me
And Dre, it's like we hit the lottery

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

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

Big L had just got popped a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from
Two years later me and Doc had to and operate
That's he popped up a number one
And we ain't never 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 is if it is I could give a shit

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

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck
I was whilin',
Back when they was makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't raps Elvis yet

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