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
Pockets so fat, they a tummy tuck, you hungry fucks
Can sum it up, I my money up, spit at a honey
Then split a honey Dutch, roll it up, can't with us
If you can't 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 cobra
Plus, the gorilla swigger, shot of Tequila to the gut
Nigga, trust, I got that up
What y'all ain't feelin' us? Ain't ya
half ya niggas 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 pimpin' her, yeah
But if you the Wu-Tang, you tripping
Like somebody tied together shoestring, now listen
I'm the, real deal, come on, come back to get ya like bad
Y'all niggas is rocks with glass armor
Fuck the court system, the fifth
And if Def Jam is deaf, start reading my
I'm cocky, I got my reasons and shit
ain't built a man that can stop me from feeding my kids

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