Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Tears In A Bucket

Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the
When I it out the box, I represent Lox
Now I flow, you hit the rewind button
So I charge out more, it all at the door
Fuck heat, walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman
How its gon' look when I come through block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin How (How High)
Yeah, can see that (See that)
you can call me what you want, ''cause I'll Be Dat (Be Dat)
Get off my dick, I care about no jewels
Long as the condo's paid and the truck I
I'm tellin y'all niggas, if its not R
I'ma my name out on the side of your car

Come and Ruff with us
If you wanna get with us
If you wanna get with us
Come on
Come and Ruff with us
If you get high with us
If you wanna get down us
Come on

I got a twin cam exhaust to the jaw
A five speed clutch on my paw I ride
I like the pegs in Lite-Brite
bolts of lightening when fly the right kite
Me and Meth be hennesey, two ice
We can (Choose your weapons) or do I choose?
When I the grip, one shot lose your hip
I hope your fit for this move and pick
My avalanche it with, ten feet of snow
I'm cold blooded, my fam eskimo
My flows move endo
Turn ten nickels into ten loads, outta ten
Ride the crash course, do the on it
Swizz Beats you can ride on it
But I'm on it, with George Foreman
Ya peeps is at the awards cornin
The ice, the fat son, I won it
In the helicopter, before morning
Def Jam nigga, nigga, Doc
Fuck ya on my sweat band nigga
You tough guys get smacked in the club
With the gun I bought from in the club
Its P-P-P from Bricks to (Come on)
Bring me some ass to whoop on

[Method
Look the cat dragged in
Underground dweller from the cellar terror
Scoop of high yellow cinderella, Meth
Never rush a rhyme, hook could never my nine
But if I to, I have to, its all in the mind
I stay ahead of time y'all fallin behind
Tryin to relight ya lime, its a crime when I ??? design
tick it, tick boom, blow your mind
me, M-E-T, H, the O, the D
Can't be done tryin to find a penny in the sea
Nigga run for son go and get them guns
Y'all ain't here, don't try to come around and gettin ones
Swizz the track in the head, but I instead
Pull my ?dart and bust sixteen until its dead
I'm the game, all of my be off the chain
Yellin Wu-Tang,