Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

Ever since I was introduced to rap
I been missin' a like Bishop and Juice
I lose it at any moment
who know me know it

So they told you go with the flow
Just so that I don't and
Have another where I let it go
As far as the one with did

I'm waitin' for next beef
I'm cocked, and loaded
I'm to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
My dick's so hard Anna Nicole
Use it to fuckin' pole vault

Oh, shit! I mean when she was still
Before they cut her stomach open and it
Anybody I throw at gets a name, it's a game
'Cause they know that they spit the same
It's a what people do for ten minutes of fame

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

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

And a damn slot machine at the same as each other
Why the fuck you think we ride like we
When we with each other?
In time we discovered we have more in common
Then we with each other
Both robbed of our

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

Big L had just got popped a month before
If 50 lives, gettin' dropped from Columbia
Two later me and Doc had to come and operate
That's he popped up a number one
And we never gonna stop if you wonderin'
if I'm under the gun

You ain't agree all the time with me
Or see eye to eye
always be animosity between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I could a shit

Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' business as
Ego's aside I bruise 'em all
Swallow your pride 'fore I 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 been
Since Tim Dogg was 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back they was still makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even raps yet

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