Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

Ever I was introduced to rap music
I been a screw like Bishop and Juice
I could it at any moment
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 Benzino 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 Nicole could
Use it to pole vault with

Oh, shit! I mean when she was bloated
Before cut her stomach open and lypo'ed it
Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, a game
'Cause they know that they spit the same
It's a shame people do for ten minutes of fame

Everyday, it's the same
People in game try to buddy, buddy us
to get close enough to study us
Everybody just wants to have to do with that
They all tryin' to get that

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

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

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

Big L had got popped just a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' from Columbia
Two years later me and Doc had to come and
when he popped up a number one
And we ain't gonna stop if you wonderin'
Even if I'm the gun

You ain't gotta 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 could give a

Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' as usual
Ego's aside 'fore I '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 of 'em, they're like cleats

Stompin', I been
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was still Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even 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 stop