Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you my name out
Things will never be the
should have never let us
Get off foot in game

Ever since I was to rap music
I been missin' a screw like Bishop and
I could it at any moment
Those who know me it

So they told you go with the flow
so that I don't explode and
Have another where I let it go
As far as the one with did

I'm waitin' for that next
I'm cocked, locked and
I'm ready to go so bad I'm bananas
My dick's so hard Anna Nicole
Use it to fuckin' pole vault

Oh, shit! I mean when she was still
Before they cut her stomach open and it
Anybody I throw flames at a name, it's a game
'Cause know that they don't spit the same
a shame what people do for ten minutes of fame

Everyday, it's the thing
People in this try to buddy, buddy us
Just to get enough to study us
Everybody just wants to somethin' to do with that
all tryin' to get that stamp

They after that Shady, aftermath
like a monopoly
They just now finally
Understand how to rob
50 Cent was a fuckin' jackpot for me
And Dre, like we hit the fuckin' lottery

And a slot machine at the same time as each other
Why the fuck you we ride like we brothers
When we rhyme with each
In time we that we have more in common
we thought with each other
Both robbed of our

Our ain't want us
What was with us, was it our fault
'Cause we started thinkin' God love us
Two odd
Who happened to meet at the right time
a coincidence 'cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
I still the call up at Chung King 'cause

Big L had got popped just a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from
Two years me and Doc had to come and operate
That's when he up a number one
And we ain't never gonna stop if you
if I'm under the gun

You ain't agree all the time with me
Or see eye to eye
There'll always be animosity you and I
But see the difference is if it is I give a shit

gonna conduct motherfuckin' business as usual
Ego's aside I bruise 'em all
Swallow your pride 'fore I step on it with shoes you
Nike's, Earthlings, how do you like
You gotta 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, they're like cleats

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was makin' Maxell cassettes
I even raps Elvis yet

That us that
Any doubts in your that seals the shit
Ricky Ticky Toc, Ticky Toc
Still with the Diggy Doc, Diggy Diggy Doc
And ya stop