Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

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

I'm for that next beef
I'm cocked, locked and
I'm to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
My dick's so hard Nicole could
Use it to fuckin' pole 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 people do for ten minutes of fame

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 somethin' to do with
all tryin' to get that stamp

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

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

Our ain't want us
What was wrong with us, was it our
we started thinkin' 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 remember the up at Chung King 'cause

Big L had just got popped just a month
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from
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 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 give a shit

Still gonna conduct 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 like
You love 'em, look 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 makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even Elvis yet

That tells us
Any doubts in your that seals the shit
Ricky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc
Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Doc
And ya don't