Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Tears In A Bucket

Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the
When I take it out the box, I Lox
Now when I flow, you hit the button
So I charge out more, it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little grill?
How its gon' look I come through your block?
Sheek, Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open How High (How High)
Yeah, can see that (See that)
Bitch you can call me 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
spell my name out on the side of your car

Come and Ryde with us
If you wanna get with us
If you wanna get down us
on nooooowwwww
Come and Ruff Ryde us
If you wanna get high 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 glow like the pegs in
bolts of lightening when fly the right kite
Me and Meth be hennesey, two ice
We can draw (Choose weapons) or do I choose?
When I choose the grip, one shot your hip
I hope shoes fit for this move and pick
My it came with, ten feet of snow
I'm blooded, my fam half eskimo
My flows move like
Turn ten nickels into ten loads, outta ten
Ride the crash course, do the on it
Swizz Beats you can Amtrak on it
But I'm on it, grillin George Foreman
Ya peeps is at the Grammy cornin
The ice, the fat son, I won it
In the helicopter, warmin before
Def Jam nigga, nigga, Doc
Fuck ya on my sweat band nigga
You tough guys will get in the club
With the gun I bought Mack in the club
Its from Bricks to Brook-nam (Come on)
Bring me some ass to whoop on

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