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 truth is what you need, baby, check my pedigree. and take me on a shopping spree you, you, you, you.)

Hoes and
Fucks and
Bitches,
and butts

Bitches be screamin for this eight demon
And you hear me screamin
Im about to free the
Wipe myself on your cover
If she talks any I flash my box cutter
Cuz Im
any pimp youve had in your life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a
Kill bullshit
Cuz if baby gets
Im lacing the
With some piss and Lysol
in a shit 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 King drive
I em two at a time
Make em both say my
Aint had three
But best believe Im game
And thats the game
Girl I fit words Scrabble
The city cowboy
the thick herds of cattle
Crusin street
Gene Pool shotgun
Got the flyest
From the to Boston
I got a house full of
To keep the vibe
The doors always honey
Come the storm
Yo, I got daddys girls
Ones always stay true
Got an Uptown
She the pubic hair blue
And I gotta that lives in Kenwood
townhouse flavor
She travels on
Im gettin with the neighbors
I gotta drives the bus
Shows me love with the rides
A hundred in St. Paul
But only one east side
a Bloomington bitch
With a at her apartment
Rug all over
From her on the carpet
Got the mega mall
Make em all work the food
Hit me off with a chicken soft
And a couple of
Stripper
Bodies, and fake tities
And a hoe lives in Fargo
For I escape the city

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

The Richfield
Freak the lip-gloss and
Downtown
That like to fuck on the
chicks
Southside
chicks
Love to married women
Up to the
your relationship
Excuse my
I work it the way I trick em out
Silly
The I kick
The I play
what to say
When Im at this buffet
With all these morsels

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
Never once have I forceful
She it on
its a job that she loves
Yo whos lips is
The is always: Slugs.

Crusin down the
In my babys Caprice
February got the cracked
a fleece
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
me nine and a half weeks
Ill have freak sniffin too
cum
Across the rotten plain
I know its hard bein young
Let me soothe the
I you baby
Straight up I
Now lift up ass
So I can pull fuckin pants down
Now the I dont do
Are under eighteen
Or at least I that shit a secret
If you know what I
I got sluts that to give head
And I to watch
The way move their tongue
Up and my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Black pantyhose, lace
Showin the holes, fishnets
pantyhose, pink lace
Showin though the

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