Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Up

(What Im sayin is the most. Im a player from coast to coast. So you ladies, make a toast. Heres to you, you, you you. If the is what you need, baby, check my pedigree. Come and take me on a shopping spree you, you, you, you.)

Hoes and
Fucks and
Bitches,
Tits and

Bitches be screamin for this eight inch
And when you hear me
Im about to the semen
myself on your couch cover
If she any trash I flash my box cutter
Cuz Im
Than any pimp had in your life hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
that bullshit
Cuz if gets spiteful
Im lacing the
With piss and some Lysol
Roll in a brown Lincoln
Eatin a bun
check the block
Pick one thats gonna gimme
Cuz Im a
I like the girls tattoos
Yo, I once got busy in a Burger drive thru
I take em two at a
Make em both say my
Aint never had
But best believe that Im
And the key: game
Girl I fit words like
The inner city
With the herds of cattle
Crusin Lake
Gene Pool shotgun
Got the trickies
From the to Boston
I got a full of porn
To keep the vibe
The doors always open
outta the storm
Yo, I got daddys little
Ones that always stay
Got an girl
She dyes the hair blue
And I gotta that lives in Kenwood
Rich townhouse
She on business
Im gettin down with the
I freak drives the bus
Shows me love with the free
A hundred hoes in St.
But only one east side
Gotta a bitch
a pool at her apartment
Rug all over
fuckin her on the carpet
Got the mega mall
Make em all work the court
Hit me off with a soft taco
And a of Newports
Stripper
Bodies, jewels and fake
And a hoe lives in Fargo
For when I the city

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I the tongue
once have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo lips are these?
The is always: Slugs.

The Richfield
the lip-gloss and hairspray
Downtown
like to fuck on the staircase
Northside
Southside
Suburban
Love to married women
Up to the
Disturbin relationship
my morals
I work it with the way I em out
mortals
The words I
The sport I
Know to say
When Im sittin at this
With all these tasty

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
Never have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo lips is these?
The response is Slugs.

down the street
In my babys Caprice
February got the cracked
a fleece
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you kinda
Give me nine and a half
Ill have freak sniffin too
cum
Across the rotten plain
I know its bein young girl
Let me soothe the
I understand you
up I understand
Now lift up ass
So I can pull these pants down
Now the I dont do
Are under eighteen
Or at least I keep that a secret
If you know I mean
I got sluts love to give head
And I like to
The way they their tongue
Up and my

Mother fucker! I believe youre sittin down here recording some bullshit like this!

Its a song man, its just a song, its like a joke man shit. Nah, its just a joke man.

Oh, you wanna be a pimp, huh? Well you better pimp your way to that neglected girl you got there.

Goddamn man, why you trippin on me in front of my friends man?

Yeah, thats what the fuck Im talking about. Mother fucker, you got a kid. How you gonna be rhymin about some bullshit like shit, man.

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I the tongue
Never once I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo whos is these?
The is always: Slugs.

Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, damn. Yo Ant, I gotta go man. Ill be back Sunday. Yo, yo, no, gimme the keys man, Ill drive. Gimme the fuckin, no, fine you drive, fine.

Black pantyhose, pink
Showin through the holes,
pantyhose, pink lace
Showin the hole

(Drop my drawers and the bitch said, Shit! Skinny fucker with a fat ass dick.)