Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

So they probaly told you go 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, and loaded
I'm to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
My dick's so Anna Nicole could
Use it to pole vault with

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

Everyday, it's the thing
People in game try to buddy, buddy us
Just to get close enough to us
Everybody wants to have somethin' to do with that
They all tryin' to get stamp

after that Shady, aftermath money
It's like a
probably just now finally
Understand how to rob
50 Cent was 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 rhyme each other?
In time we discovered we have more in common
Then we thought with other
Both of our mothers

Our fathers want us
What was with us, was it our fault
we started thinkin' God doesn't love us
Two odd
Who just happened to at the right time
What a 'cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens
I still remember the call up at Chung 'cause

Big L had just got just a month before
If 50 lives, he's dropped from Columbia
Two years later me and Doc had to come and
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 be animosity between you and I
But see the is if it is I could give a shit

Still gonna motherfuckin' business 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 rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck
I was whilin',
Back when they was still Maxell cassettes
I even raps Elvis yet

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