Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Tears In A Bucket

Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the
I take it out the box, I represent Lox
Now when I flow, you hit the button
So I charge out more, want it all at the
Fuck heat, walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when I come through your
Sheek, Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, open pumpin How High (How High)
Yeah, can see that (See that)
Bitch you can call me what you want, ''cause 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 y'all niggas, if its not double R
I'ma spell my name out on the side of car

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

I got a twin cam exhaust 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 Meth be hennesey, two ice
We can (Choose your weapons) or do I choose?
When I choose the grip, one shot lose hip
I your shoes fit for this move and pick
My avalanche it came with, ten of snow
I'm cold blooded, my fam half
My flows move like
Turn ten nickels into ten loads, ten stoves
Ride the crash course, do the on it
Beats you can ride 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 momma on my sweat band
You tough guys get smacked in the club
With the gun I bought from Mack in the
Its P-P-P Bricks to Brook-nam (Come on)
me some more ass to whoop on

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