Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

Yeah, nigga, got Ludacris
Got that UGK, that Disturbing The click
An' you what I'm tired of?
These flashin' ass, ass niggas
So if you see one you what you do?

'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

I want the money an' the power, hittin' me every hour
For the silt resin powder, chasin' them dollars
I'm from Texas, nigga, it get hectic,
People dependin' on me, I can't neglect it,

the game is deeper than just workin' off the beeper
If the paper ain't right then we callin' a
To clean up the an' straighten the mess
So nigga, come wit ya pistol an' nigga, come wit ya

This ain't the east or the west, the 'Bama weed or the
I'm Young Pimp Port Arthur an' we done passed the test
An' we the best, everywhere that we go
An' our records come out, them bitches sell out the sto'

Stayin' throat on the an' keep that thang on the flo'
Want my money up when we come for the show
Y'all can wit ya paper but I'm dyin' for mine
So y'all buyin' them watches, I'ma stay on the grind
Fuck,

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

laid, hollow sprayed, I'm the Hollow Man
I get to the hollow point wit my hollow
Hollow bullets, I pull it, I'm to live in vain
An' then I drill 'em, refill 'em, make they feel the pain

It's strange how your peephole is my fuckin' gauge
Catch you in concert an' then wipe you off the stage
I a ghetto rage, let's turn the ghetto page
My will stick you wit ghetto metal stilleto thangs

An' I got a ghetto aim diamond 'bezeled rangs
So while my index is workin', my pinky's blindin'
I hit 'em at range, I spit 'em at most brains
You think you real rich, nigga, we gonna make chump change

You think it's a fuckin' game you think it's a sport
You gaspin' for breath an' I'm on one of these Newports
An' I see a red dot aimed at yo'
Then bright lights, oh, no, po'-po' an' guess what said
said

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Say nigga, you think it's a Trill niggas be goin' for broke
this whistle, loc an' them mothafuckin' pistols smoke
An' it's a matter of time before you labeled a busta
Adjust the nigga couldn't catch up an' cut the mustard

Now I got confidence, I don't need no
All I need is sense to see through your incompetence
Nigga, keep your compliments they flatter me
You fuckin' me? An' that'll be the day, bitch
We don't play, you know the gat'll be

on the side of me, right where it's 'posed to be
Bitch, niggas die for me for gettin' too close to me
So kiss rosary beads an' sing a silent one
'Cause I promise if you get it gone be a violent one

catchin' his breath like he's got asthma
When they cut on the light an' see all that fuckin' plasma
Millenium Murda Master, nigga, I new to this
So you see that Bun-B, Young Pimp or that Ludacris
You

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

ATL, the PAT, UGK an' DTP
I wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
Shawn Drey, I 20, Ludacris an' Fees
I wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Down South, how we do it? C an' Bun-B
I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
Roll trees, ride Ds, make an' shake fleas
I wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em