Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

since I was introduced to rap music
I been missin' a like Bishop and Juice
I could lose it at any
Those who me know it

So probaly told you go with the flow
Just so that I don't and
Have episode 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 goin'
My dick's so hard Anna could
Use it to fuckin' vault with

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

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

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

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

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

Big L had just got popped just a before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' from Columbia
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 gotta all the time with me
Or see eye to eye
always be animosity between you and I
But see the is if it is I could give a shit

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

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

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