Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Tears In A Bucket

Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the
When I take it out the box, I Lox
Now when I flow, you hit the rewind
So I out more, want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around with an
Who you gonna kill that little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when I come through your
Sheek, Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by, open pumpin How High (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see (See that)
Bitch you can call me you want, ''cause I'll Be Dat (Be Dat)
Get off my dick, I don't care about no
Long as the condo's paid and the I choose
I'm y'all niggas, if its not double R
I'ma spell my name out on the side of car

Come and Ruff with us
If you wanna get high us
If you get down with us
on nooooowwwww
Come and Ryde with us
If you wanna get with us
If you wanna get with us
Come on

I got a twin cam exhaust to the jaw
A speed clutch on my paw when I ride
I glow the pegs in Lite-Brite
3000 bolts of lightening when fly the kite
Me and be hennesey, two ice cubes
We can draw (Choose weapons) or do I choose?
When I the grip, one shot lose your hip
I hope your shoes fit for move and pick
My it came with, ten feet of snow
I'm cold blooded, my fam half
My flows move like
Turn ten nickels into ten loads, ten stoves
Ride the crash course, do the on it
Beats you can ride Amtrak on it
But I'm on it, grillin with Foreman
Ya peeps is at the Grammy awards
The ice, the fat son, I won it
In the helicopter, warmin before
Def Jam nigga, nigga, Doc
Fuck ya on my sweat band nigga
You tough will get smacked in the club
With the gun I from Mack in the club
Its P-P-P from to Brook-nam (Come on)
Bring me some ass to whoop on

[Method
Look what the cat in
Underground dweller from the cellar terror
of high yellow cinderella, Meth forever
Never rush a rhyme, hook could bust my nine
But if I to, I have to, its all in the mind
I stay ahead of time y'all fallin behind
to relight ya lime, its a crime when I drop ?? design
That tick it, boom, blow your mind
me, M-E-T, H, the O, the D
Can't be like tryin to find a penny in the sea
Nigga run for son go and get them guns
Y'all ain't from here, don't try to come and gettin ones
Swizz Beat the track in the head, but I
Pull my ?dart gun? and bust until its dead
I'm the game, all of my be off the chain
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang