Luyện nghe bài hát Uh Huh

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

What up my equal? 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 with new trees, I wrapped in leafs

ya'll was just rappin', who get the set crackin'?
Just like a neck snappin', get this next platinum
What's happ'n Def Jam? Remember Meth
I your hand through 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 some muscle
Up in this bitch due, my click is Rick
And I ain't got the ivory, this the flick, dude

Somebody me, ya'll can't hold me
By Nature, do my dirt all by my lonely
You back off bitch, you don't know me
Got to leave these alone, they too nosey

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

Would you? Would you? Would
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 love pistol, doin' they 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

wit more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel
Place that don't tickle, can't wait to 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 in the dirt
shit is aggravatin', why ya'll procrastinatin'
I got some waitin', and she probably masturbatin'

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

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

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

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

Turn it up it a bit, a notch, and it'll 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 mic, not a day in your life, could ya
Say I ain't nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, ya?
Get off my dick and tell bitch to come her, she stuntin'
Can hear me "cummin'" my dick's in her ear or somethin'

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

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

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

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

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