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

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

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

[Fat
For real my niggaz we smoking that kill, and 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 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 that scramble for do'
For we scramble for eight, watch out for phonies and fakes
Gallons got hung with a H, got rid of 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 race us, house more spacious
Style bodacious, I'm to the glaciers
Man they us, mink coats and Gators
Skills made us, rap game
Fuck free pay us, get like mayors
Diamonds like layers, Fat they can't us

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

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

- 2x]

[Big & (Fat Bastard)]
fuck you, reach out and touch you
(we'll you, fleet you hunt you)
what we do, lay low delete you
(like E with his 40 ass, eat you)
We on some mo' shit, get fat grip
(fuck that bitch shit, bricks hit licks)
Trying to stunt bitch, we got you got five or six
(Fat and Tuck, with this rhyme skit)
We cats race track, glass packs
(purple haze sacks, that pass that)
House so big, to find where I parked at
(hey spark that, memory might come back)
When we speak too, we'll rush you
(and crushed too, make you say ha-choo)
Raps stay tight, like do
(mics we like to chew, just like do)
You gon recognize us, this how we do Fat B and Tuck
(ride out on that buck, on 24's cause that's what's up)
Talking down 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 underground and we bout a mill, it 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, our year T-Town music
Know I'm saying, I wanna let boys know
September...BigTuck.com, Big Tuck it will be free
I know y'all thinking we been bullshitting 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 T "The Pimp Man"
You I'm saying, look out for the DVD
It just a whole bunch of shit, we finna bust you hoes upside the head
For Tuck and roll, yeah