Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Up

(What Im is the most. Im a player from coast to coast. So you ladies, make a toast. Heres to you, you, you you. If the truth 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,
and butts

Bitches be for this eight inch demon
And you hear me screamin
Im about to free the
Wipe myself on your couch
If she talks any trash I flash my box
Cuz Im
Than any pimp youve had in life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, a rifle
Kill bullshit
Cuz if baby gets
Im the liquor
With some and some Lysol
Roll in a shit Lincoln
a sticky bun
Spot check the
Pick one thats gimme some
Cuz Im a
I like the girls tattoos
Yo, I once got busy in a King drive thru
I em two at a time
em both say my name
Aint had three
But best that Im game
And the key: game
Girl I fit words like
The inner city
the thick herds of cattle
Crusin street
Gene Pool ridin
Got the trickies
From the to Boston
I got a full of porn
To keep the warm
The always open honey
Come the storm
Yo, I got little girls
Ones that always stay
Got an girl
She the pubic hair blue
And I gotta bitch that in Kenwood
townhouse flavor
She travels on
Im down with the neighbors
I gotta drives the bus
Shows me love the free rides
A hundred in St. Paul
But only one east side
Gotta a Bloomington
With a pool at her
Rug burns all
From fuckin her on the
Got the mega mall
Make em all work the court
Hit me off with a chicken taco
And a couple of
Stripper
Bodies, and fake tities
And a hoe that lives in
For I escape the city

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I sway the
once have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job she loves
Yo whos lips are
The response is Slugs.

The Richfield
the lip-gloss and hairspray
Downtown
That 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
Im sittin at this buffet
With all tasty morsels

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

Crusin down the
In my babys Caprice
February got the windows
Wearin a
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
Give me and a half weeks
Ill have that freak too
cum
Across the rotten plain
I know its hard bein girl
Let me the pain
I understand you
Straight up I
Now lift up ass
So I can pull these fuckin down
Now the I dont do
Are those under
Or at least I that shit a secret
If you know I mean
I got sluts that to give head
And I to watch
The way they move tongue
Up and my

Mother fucker! I cant believe youre sittin down 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 over to that girl you got there.

Goddamn man, why you always 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 sway the
Never once I been forceful
She it on
its a job that she loves
Yo lips is these?
The response is Slugs.

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

pantyhose, pink lace
Showin through the holes,
pantyhose, pink lace
Showin though the

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