Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you call my out
Things will be the same
They should have let us
Get off in this game

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

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

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

Oh, shit! I when she was still bloated
Before they cut her stomach open and it
Anybody I throw flames at a name, it's a game
'Cause know that they don't spit the same
It's a shame what do for ten minutes of fame

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

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

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

Our ain't want us
What was wrong us, was it our fault
'Cause we thinkin' God doesn't love us
Two odd
Who just happened to at the right time
What a coincidence 'cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica
I remember the call up at Chung King 'cause

Big L had just got popped just a month
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped Columbia
Two years me and Doc had to come and operate
when he popped up a number one
And we ain't gonna stop if you wonderin'
Even if I'm the gun

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

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

Stompin', I rompin'
Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was still Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even raps yet

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