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 eagle, light up that extra lethal
I mean that, "Ooh wee", three and two G's
I'm back with new trees, I in loose leafs

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

That's why I still 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 off bitch, you don't know me
Got to leave these hoes alone, too nosey

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

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

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

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

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

Welcome to New Yitty, where is two fifty
If I got a problem, then that's one 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!

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

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

Turn it up it a bit, a notch, and it'll get
it once the griddle gets so hot, good lookin' kid
Okay, now was I? Prepared, was I
man broke 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 bitch to come her, she
Can hear me "cummin'" my dick's in her ear or somethin'

I put that on my momma, she put that on her
He put that chrome on dome 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.
What more can I say, grillin'
That's what niggas get for Hollywood
And since ya'll understood, you?

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

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

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