Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (Tical 0: The Prequel )

Stop and listen, guess who coming up?
And y'all was dumb enough to think that Method's up
Pockets so fat, they need a tuck, you hungry fucks
Can sum it up, I give my money up, spit at a
Then split a honey Dutch, it up, can't roll with us
If you hold your liquor, throw it up, y'all know what up
See we them niggas, no ho in us, the flow is nuts
I'm off the meter, momma wished that I was off the
But, for now, I got this game up in the clutch
Plus, the silverback gorilla swigger, of Tequila to the gut
Nigga, trust, I got that up
What y'all ain't us? Ain't feelin' ya
When half ya posing similar, yea
Ladies and gents, I this game need a enema, yea
It's "common sense", I Used 2 Love H.E.R., now they her, yeah
But if you Enter the Wu-Tang, you
Like tied together your shoestring, now listen
I'm the, real deal, on, come back to get ya like bad karma
Y'all niggas is throwing with glass armor
the court system, pleading the fifth
And if Def Jam is deaf, start reading my
I'm cocky, I got my reasons and shit
They ain't built a man can stop me from feeding my kids

And if you don't know where I'm coming from, know where I been
Most likely, where ya at will be the place where you end
And anybody hating on him, hating on
That's right, hating on him, hating on them, motherfuckers