Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

Once you my name out
will never be the same
They have never 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 the flow
Just so that I don't and
Have another episode I let it go
As far as the one Benzino did

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

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

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

They after Shady, aftermath money
It's like a
probably just now finally
Understand how to rob
50 Cent was like a jackpot for me
And Dre, it's like we hit the 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
we thought with each other
Both of our mothers

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

Big L had got popped just a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped Columbia
Two later me and Doc had to come and operate
That's when he popped up a one
And we ain't never gonna 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 between you and I
But see the difference is if it is I could a shit

Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' as usual
Ego's 'fore 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, look at the bottom of 'em, they're cleats

Stompin', I been
Since Tim was hollerin' 'Fuck Compton'
I was whilin',
Back when they was still Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even Elvis yet

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