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 rewind
So I charge out more, it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek around with 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 y'all see (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
as the condo's paid and the truck I choose
I'm y'all niggas, if its not double R
I'ma spell my name out on the of your car

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

I got a twin cam connected to the jaw
A five speed clutch on my paw when I
I glow like the in Lite-Brite
3000 bolts of lightening when fly the right
Me and be hennesey, two ice cubes
We can draw (Choose your weapons) or do I
When I choose the grip, one lose your hip
I your shoes fit for this move and pick
My it came with, ten feet of snow
I'm cold blooded, my fam half
My move like endo
Turn ten into ten loads, outta ten stoves
Ride the course, do the math on it
Swizz Beats you can Amtrak on it
But I'm on it, with George Foreman
Ya peeps is at the Grammy awards
The ice, the fat son, I won it
In the helicopter, warmin morning
Def Jam nigga, nigga, Doc
Fuck ya momma on my sweat band
You tough guys get smacked in the club
With the gun I from Mack in the club
Its from Bricks to Brook-nam (Come on)
Bring me some more ass to on

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