Luyện nghe bài hát Uh Huh

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

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

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

That's why I still love you and still 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
By Nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't me
Got to leave these alone, they too nosey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Turn it up it a little bit, a notch, and get
it once 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 your life, ya
Say I nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, would ya?
Get off my dick and tell your bitch to come her, she
Can me "cummin'" like my dick's 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
That's how it is, ask Dig
We back on your block, with shots to give, muthafucka!

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

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

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

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