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 like we ball
You niggaz can't crawl like we crawl, our rims stand taller than
We ride with screens installed, haters we shining on
We can't even shop at the mall, we get attacked at the

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

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

[Fat
For real my niggaz we smoking kill, and packing that steel
We making bills, y'all acting at skills say look at that Lac on the hill
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 scramble for do'
For checks we scramble for eight, watch out for phonies and
got hung with a H, got rid of fakes you're late

- 2x]

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

[Fat
I'm of working wood, too many splinters in my hand
Steering wheel white, I got voice command
in V.I.P., like 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 walk, start mixing up that powder

- 2x]

[Big & (Fat Bastard)]
fuck you, reach out and touch you
(we'll rush you, you hunt you)
This what we do, lay low you
(like E his 40 liquor ass, eat you)
We on some mo' shit, get fat shit
(fuck that bitch shit, flip hit licks)
Trying to stunt bitch, we got what you got or six
(Fat and Tuck, with T-Town rhyme skit)
We amaze race track, glass packs
(purple sacks, blaze that pass that)
House so big, trying to find I parked at
(hey spark that, your memory come back)
When we speak too, diamonds we'll you
(and it's crushed too, you say ha-choo)
Raps stay tight, like do
(mics we like to chew, just paranas do)
You niggaz gon us, this how we do Fat B and Tuck
(ride glass out on that buck, on 24's cause that's up)
down step ya game up, yeah change your game up
(candy paint the frame up, stacking like Amus)
I'll-be-damned these niggaz ain't real, yes sir we give 'em to feel
(like En Vogue that's on the real, T with a blindfold 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 night years)

(*talking*)
Yeah, that's up
Fat and Tuck, our year T-Town music
Know I'm saying, I wanna let y'all boys
September...BigTuck.com, Big Tuck it will be free
I know y'all thinking we been bullshitting with the station
But it's go down, straight up
Man this our god damn year, got too much shit going
Look out for all the upcoming albums 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 just a whole bunch of shit, we finna bust you hoes upside the with
For Tuck and roll, yeah