Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

[Sticky] Yo, yo but shit ain't mine nigga
You know what? Get on the floor alright
[Sticky] Yo man get the off me
[copper] Get down on the ground, and em out alright
Yo, aight aight man!
[copper] Get the down on the ground man!
[Sticky] man!
Now keep your ass on the floor..

[Sticky] Yo who the fuck can I man?
You can trust me man
[Sticky] Everywhere I there's danger God!
Ah-hahahaha
[Sticky] Yo I feel like the is closin in on me man!
[devil] Ay, I am
[Sticky] man.. ARRRRGH!
Yeah, I got you where I want you
[Sticky] up man
Hehehe
[Sticky] got nowhere to go Son
No you don't

Yo

Chorus:

These streets is tryin to me
My best friend, could be my worst enemy, this is deadly
This ghetto might murder me, or me up
to life, throw the key

Verse X-1

Yo, yo
You what happens in the actions of the inner city tale
your thoughts fail and have you scared to death
biting off fingernails, not enough, numbers on the weight scale
Got, niggaz cuttin throat to make sales
Even if it take the of me I'ma fill my pockets to capacity
Anything that takes cash, job huntin
Put on a mask kid, I'm out to rob sum'in
If you home or not, I put the chrome to knot
One to the side of your face, let me up inside of your place
Gimme the funds up out of the
Hit the fire escape, gates
Flyin from Jakes, I'm for paint

Verse Sonsee

Yo, I'm caught up, stuck in the web
they'd love to see me dead, mail my mom's my head
So the tricolored silenced Rugar stay off
To take off a face, just in case, a lace
Plottin, for your knot-and, your spot-and, block-and
anything else, you got-ten, hopefully you and rotten
So eyes open, don't
Cause once you do you deep, mo' money mo' heat
Police, wanna brutalize me to
And my foes wanna see me lose all my
Maybe friends, come merk me for my beans
And bitches that gave me skins, watch my end
Cut open my chest, and see my
pump the last ounce of life -- for livin, a price
Til then, it's over, kamikaze
Strictly, I'm takin all you with me!

Verse Clay the Raider, Sticky Fingaz

When I die, I don't want of my niggaz to cry
Just dress me in a suit, and a black tie
Pass me by to the darkest in the sky
No time to waste, we got the in the briefcase
We up the whorehouse, we takin everything
We want the pussies to the diamond
You want the sun to shine? We the rain to pour
Official Nast' to put body on the floor
BLAM* *BLAM*

OH SHIT I'M HIT! I'M HIT! just shot me in the stomach!
UNNNGGGGGGHHHHH! *BLAM BLAM BLAM* *BLAM Who want it who want it?
Niggaz trying to me, and they caught me by surprise
That's when I blacked out, my life flashed before my eyes breaking*

[Sticky to a narrator voice]
My whole life I ain't never give a
My was *clip cocked into gun* get shot or gimme a gam
If the gun ain't jam, I woulda you
I trust my own mother, how the FUCK I'ma trust you?
I did some things I sorta regret
But I can't bring them niggaz back kid they wet
As a kid I went to jail cause I sold
I'm trial in the streets cause I ain't tryin to go back

[Sticky switches back to voice]
Oh SHIT! happened?! Wait, now I 'member!
And where my gun??! I musta dropped it when I jumped out that
*broken glass* Ahh, my stomach, where them I don't see em
I gotta it to the B-M, and try to stop this bleeding
I ain't to die, I got mad blood spilt
("Aiyyo there that nigga go! Kill him!") Oh shit!

[Sticky as a ghost]
I behind a widow and a bastard kid
The was tryin to kill me, and it did

Four/Modified Chorus: Fredro Starr

These streets is tryin to me
That's why I keep a this shit is real to me
This shit is deadly, this might murder me
or lock me up for twenty to life throw the key, I'm low key
So niggaz don't notice me, a a key is worth
more than a pound of weed, I die for my
Kill for my family, fuck this
cause this don't understand me, I'm sick mentally
I'm drinkin Hennessy, mixed Tennessee
Shit is stressing me, praying for the death of me
But til they me
When shots enter me
me your worst enemy

Motherfuckers!