Luyện nghe bài hát Uh Huh

Bus driver, here gal refused to give me her seat!
Everybody, huh,
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, now
Uh, yeah, yo

up my people equal? This be Tical , The Prequel
Shine up the desert eagle, light up extra lethal
I mean that, "Ooh wee", three and two G's
I'm back with new trees, I wrapped in loose

While was just rappin', who get the set crackin'?
Just like a snappin', let's get this next platinum
What's happ'n Def Jam? Meth Man?
I held your hand them years when ya'll was stressed, fam

That's why I still love you and Russell hustle
Let's get to pumpin' iron, and flex real muscle
Up in this bitch due, my click is Rick
And I got the ivory, this ain't the flick, dude

Somebody told me, ya'll can't me
Naughty By Nature, do my all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't me
Got to leave hoes alone, they too nosey

is killin', M.C. killin'
What can I say, stop grillin'
That's what get for actin' Hollywood
And since ya'll understood, you?

Would Would you? Would you?
Uh huh, dollar day
That dollar day, ey
dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey

Okay, the love issue, don't let love get you
My brothers love pistol, doin' thug dizzle
Bet ya'll ain't know, did That I'm a pro, did you?
Until the hit you, fuck it, I'm official

Bone wit more gristle, thrown chrome nickel
Place that tickle, can't wait to zone wit you
I'm hard as stone chisel, got his own little
to go triple for shizzle

Ya'll know my occupation, I'm puttin' in the
So any imitation, I'm puttin' in the
That is aggravatin', why ya'll procrastinatin'
I got some massive waitin', and she probably

to New Yitty, where half is two fifty
If I got a problem, then that's one too many
So don't tempt me, bust until I'm empty
Swiftly, that way, I get the chance to you with me, muthafucka!

Meth is killin', M.C.
What can I say, stop grillin'
what niggas get for actin' Hollywood
And since understood, would you?

Would you? you? Would you?
Uh huh, that day
dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar day, ey

Yo, I got style, H rap round, up and back down
Act up, we clown, last up to bat now
It's me Ticallion, like Barry Bonds
got a ratty thong, happy 'cuz daddy gone

Turn it up it a little bit, a notch, and get
Cook it the griddle gets so hot, good lookin' kid
Okay, now was I? Prepared, was I
Your man broke his jaw tryin' to say I

Say on this mic, not a day in life, could ya
Say I ain't nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, ya?
Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come her, she
Can hear me "cummin'" like my in her ear or somethin'

I put that on my momma, she put on her kids
He put that chrome on your and blowed ya fuckin' wig
how it is, ask Bobby Dig
We back on block, with 'nuff shots to give, muthafucka!

Meth is killin', M.C.
more can I say, stop grillin'
That's what niggas get for Hollywood
And since ya'll understood, you?

you? Would you? Would you?
Uh huh, dollar day
dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, that dollar day, ey

is killin', M.C. killin'
What more can I say, grillin'
That's niggas get for actin' Hollywood
And since ya'll understood, you?

Would you? you? Would you?
Uh huh, dollar day
dollar dollar day, ey
That dollar day, dollar dollar day, ey