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

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

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