Luyện nghe bài hát U N*ggaz Can't Do

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

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

Bastard]
I'm in this game fuck the fame, a nigga gotta make that change
I had to put on my chain, I'm so hot I hurt the same
You niggaz can't do like we do, you niggaz can't 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 sell in
A with a license to kill, and bitch I kill at will
You see that we got the chilled, platinum grills 24 inch wheels
Now haters head for the hills, bitch we over bills

[Fat
For my niggaz we smoking that kill, and packing that steel
We making them bills, y'all acting at skills say at that Lac on the hill
We grind and that's fa sho, out the mall we dro
and chain be full of glow, all our shows be full of hoes fa sho

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

- 2x]

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

[Fat
I'm tired of working wood, too many in my hand
Steering wheel turn white, I got voice
Hoes in V.I.P., like they play truth or
Y'all look like ants, cause we by air
Like that there, I myself clear
Screens lit up in the roof, we 'em chandeliers

I hit the shower, and clean for a hour
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 grip
(fuck that bitch shit, bricks hit licks)
to stunt bitch, we got what you got five or six
(Fat and Tuck, with this rhyme skit)
We amaze cats track, glass packs
(purple haze sacks, blaze that that)
House so big, trying to find I parked at
(hey spark that, your memory might back)
When we speak too, we'll rush you
(and crushed too, make you say ha-choo)
Raps stay tight, anacondas do
(mics we to chew, just like paranas do)
You niggaz gon recognize us, this how we do Fat B and
(ride out on that buck, on 24's cause that's what's up)
Talking step ya game up, yeah change your game up
(candy the frame up, stacking chips like Amus)
I'll-be-damned these ain't real, yes sir we give 'em something to feel
(like En that's on the real, like T with a blindfold for the shining
grill)
We underground and we a mill, it took a week to shoot how I love
(that's the real we showing skills, not night invested years)

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