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

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

And if you don't know I'm coming from, never know where I been
likely, where ya start at will be the place where you end
And anybody hating on him, on them
That's right, hating on him, hating on them, motherfuckers