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

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 with new trees, I wrapped in loose leafs

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

why I still love you and Russell 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, can't hold me
Naughty By Nature, do my all by my lonely
You need back off bitch, you don't me
Got to these hoes alone, they too nosey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, I got style, H rap round, up and back down
Act up, we back clown, up to bat now
It's me Ticallion, swing Barry Bonds
Mommy got a ratty thong, '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 his jaw tryin' to say what I

Say on this mic, not a day in life, could ya
Say I nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, would ya?
Get off my dick and tell your to come her, she stuntin'
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
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 actin'
And ya'll understood, would you?

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

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

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