Luyện nghe bài hát U N*ggaz Can't Do

(*talking*)
Yeah, this is our (for real)
Big Tuck, Fat B (it go down)
Go getter, for real,

- 2x]
You niggaz can't do what we do, you can't ball like we ball
You niggaz can't crawl like we crawl, our rims taller than y'all
We ride with screens installed, haters we shining on
We can't even shop at the mall, we get attacked at the

Bastard]
I'm in this game like the fame, a nigga gotta make that change
I had to put on my chain, cause I'm so hot I the same
You niggaz do like we do, you niggaz can't ball like we ball
I'm my top and I'm flippin my screen, and I'm poppin my trunk at the

[Big
You know who it is, that nigga that in Brazil
A nigga a license to kill, and bitch I kill at will
You see that we got the game chilled, platinum grills 24 wheels
Now haters head for the hills, bitch we over bills

Bastard]
For real my niggaz we smoking that kill, and that steel
We making them bills, y'all acting at skills say look at that Lac on the
We grind and fa sho, out the mall we pulling dro
and chain be full of glow, all our shows be full of hoes fa sho

[Big
Fa sho we moving on go, got and pounds of dro
Big Tuck and Fat through the do', a team that for do'
For checks we scramble for eight, watch out for and fakes
Gallons got hung a H, got rid of fakes you're late

- 2x]

[Big
You know where to place us, on top first
Put Fake-obs, go get you a Jacob
V-12's don't us, house more spacious
Style bodacious, I'm triple to the
Man they hate us, mink coats and
Skills made us, rap game
Fuck free pay us, get respect mayors
Diamonds like layers, Fat they fade us

Bastard]
I'm of working wood, too many splinters in my hand
Steering wheel turn white, I got command
Hoes in V.I.P., they play truth or dare
Y'all look ants, cause we move by air
that there, I make myself clear
Screens lit up in the roof, we 'em chandeliers

I hit the shower, fresh and clean for a
Hopped out Versacci walk, start up that powder

- 2x]

[Big & (Fat Bastard)]
Haters you, reach out and touch you
(we'll rush you, you hunt you)
what we do, lay low delete you
(like E his 40 liquor ass, eat you)
We on some mo' shit, get fat shit
(fuck bitch shit, flip bricks hit licks)
to stunt bitch, we got what you got five or six
(Fat and Tuck, with T-Town rhyme skit)
We amaze cats track, glass packs
(purple haze sacks, blaze that that)
House so big, trying to where I parked at
(hey spark that, memory might come back)
When we speak too, diamonds we'll you
(and crushed too, make you say ha-choo)
Raps stay tight, anacondas do
(mics we like to chew, like paranas do)
You niggaz gon recognize us, how we do Fat B and Tuck
(ride glass out on that buck, on cause that's what's up)
Talking step ya game up, yeah change your game up
(candy paint the frame up, stacking chips Amus)
I'll-be-damned these niggaz ain't real, yes sir we give 'em something to
(like En Vogue that's on the real, like T with a for the shining
grill)
We and we bout a mill, it took a week to shoot how I love
(that's the real we showing skills, not over invested years)

(*talking*)
Yeah, that's up
Fat and Tuck, this our T-Town music
I'm saying, I wanna let y'all boys know
September...BigTuck.com, Big Tuck radio it will be
I know y'all we been bullshitting with the radio station
But it's go down, straight up
Man this our god year, got too much shit going down
Look out for all the upcoming coming out
Look out for the Lil' Ronnie, look out for the Double T "The Man"
You I'm saying, look out for the DVD
It a whole bunch of shit, we finna bust you hoes upside the head with
For Tuck and roll, yeah