Luyện nghe bài hát Ricky Ticky Toc

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

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

So they probaly you go with the flow
so that I don't explode and
Have episode where I let it go
As far as the one Benzino did

I'm waitin' for that next
I'm cocked, locked and
I'm to go so bad I'm goin' bananas
My dick's so hard Anna Nicole
Use it to pole vault with

Oh, shit! I mean when she was bloated
Before they cut her stomach open and it
Anybody I throw flames at a name, it's a game
'Cause they know that they spit the same
It's a what people 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 somethin' to do with that
They all to get that stamp

after that Shady, aftermath money
It's like a
They just now finally
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 at the same time as each other
Why the fuck you we ride like we brothers
When we rhyme with each
In time we discovered that we have in common
Then we thought each other
Both robbed of our

Our fathers want us
was wrong with us, was it our fault
'Cause we started thinkin' God love us
Two odd
Who just happened to meet at the 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 popped a month before
If 50 lives, gettin' dropped from Columbia
Two later me and Doc had to come and operate
when he popped up a number one
And we never gonna stop if you wonderin'
if I'm under the gun

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

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

Stompin', I been
Since Tim Dogg was hollerin' Compton'
I was whilin',
when they was still makin' Maxell cassettes
I wasn't even raps yet

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