Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

Ever since I was to rap music
I been a screw like Bishop and Juice
I lose it at any moment
who know me know it

So they probaly told you go the flow
Just so that I don't and
Have episode where I let it go
As far as the one Benzino did

I'm waitin' for that next
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
My so hard Anna Nicole could
Use it to pole vault with

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

Everyday, the same thing
in this game try to buddy, buddy us
Just to get close to study us
Everybody just wants to somethin' to do with that
all tryin' to get that stamp

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stompin', I been
Since Tim Dogg was 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even Elvis yet

tells us that
Any in your head that seals the shit
Ricky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc
Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Doc
And ya don't