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 we do, you niggaz can't 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 even shop at the mall, we get attacked at the mall

Bastard]
I'm in this like 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 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 that sell in Brazil
A nigga with a license to kill, and bitch I kill at
You see we got the game chilled, platinum grills 24 inch wheels
Now haters head for the hills, bitch we over bills

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

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

- 2x]

[Big
You where 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 triple to the
Man they hate us, coats and Gators
Skills made us, rap invaders
Fuck free pay us, get like mayors
Diamonds layers, Fat they can't fade us

Bastard]
I'm tired of working wood, too splinters in my hand
wheel 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
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)]
fuck you, reach out and touch you
(we'll rush you, fleet you you)
This what we do, lay low you
(like E with his 40 ass, eat you)
We on mo' shit, get fat grip shit
(fuck bitch shit, flip bricks hit licks)
Trying to bitch, we got what you got five or six
(Fat and Tuck, with this T-Town skit)
We cats race track, glass packs
(purple haze sacks, that pass that)
House so big, trying to find where I at
(hey spark that, memory might come back)
When we speak too, diamonds rush you
(and it's crushed too, you say ha-choo)
Raps stay tight, like do
(mics we like to chew, like paranas do)
You niggaz gon us, this how we do Fat B and Tuck
(ride glass out on that buck, on 24's that's what's up)
Talking down step ya game up, yeah 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 on the real, like T with a blindfold for the shining
grill)
We underground and we bout a mill, it took a week to shoot how I
(that's the real we showing skills, not over invested years)

(*talking*)
Yeah, that's up
Fat and Tuck, this our year T-Town
I'm saying, I wanna let y'all boys know
September...BigTuck.com, Big radio it will be free
I y'all thinking we been bullshitting with the radio station
But it's finna go down, up
Man this our god damn year, got too shit going down
Look out for all the albums coming out
Look out for the Lil' Ronnie, look out for the 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 real and roll, yeah