Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you call my out
will never be the same
They should have 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
who know me know it

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

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

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

Everyday, it's the thing
People in this game try to buddy, us
Just to get close enough to us
Everybody just wants to have to do with that
They all to get that stamp

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't raps Elvis yet

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