Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

Ever since I was introduced to rap
I been missin' a screw like Bishop and
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 episode where I let it go
As far as the one Benzino did

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

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

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

They that Shady, aftermath money
like a monopoly
They probably now finally
Understand how to rob
50 Cent was like a fuckin' for me
And Dre, it's we hit the fuckin' lottery

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

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

Big L had just got just a month before
If 50 lives, he's gettin' dropped from
Two years me and Doc had to come and operate
That's when he popped up a 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 could a shit

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

Stompin', I rompin'
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' 'Fuck
I was whilin',
Back when they was makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't raps Elvis yet

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