Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you call my out
will never be the same
They should never let us
Get off foot in game

Ever since I was to rap music
I been a screw like Bishop and Juice
I could it at any moment
Those who know me it

So they probaly told you go with the
Just so that I explode and
another episode where I let it go
As far as the one with did

I'm waitin' for that beef
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm ready to go so bad I'm bananas
My so hard Anna Nicole could
Use it to pole vault with

Oh, shit! I mean she was still bloated
they cut her stomach open and lypo'ed it
Anybody I throw at gets a name, it's a game
'Cause they know that they don't the same
It's a shame what people do for ten minutes of

Everyday, it's the same
People in game try to buddy, buddy us
to get close enough to study us
Everybody just wants to have to do with that
They all tryin' to get that

They after that Shady, money
It's like a
probably just now finally
Understand how to rob
50 Cent was like a fuckin' for me
And Dre, it's we hit the fuckin' lottery

And a damn slot machine at the time as each other
Why the fuck you think we like we brothers
we rhyme with each other?
In time we discovered that we have in common
Then we thought each other
robbed of our mothers

Our fathers want us
What was wrong us, was it our fault
'Cause we started God doesn't love us
Two odd
Who just happened to meet at the time
What a coincidence 'cause 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
I still remember the call up at King 'cause

Big L had just got popped a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from
Two years later me and Doc had to and operate
That's when he up a number one
And we ain't never gonna stop if you
Even if I'm the gun

You ain't gotta all the time with me
Or see eye to eye
There'll always be animosity you and I
But see the is if it is I could give a shit

Still gonna conduct business as usual
aside 'fore I bruise 'em all
Swallow your pride I step on it with shoes you call
Nike's, Earthlings, how do you these?
You gotta love 'em, at the bottom of 'em, they're like cleats

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was still makin' cassettes
I even raps Elvis yet

That tells us
Any doubts in your that seals the shit
Ticky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc
Still the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Diggy Doc
And ya stop