Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

[Sticky] Yo, yo but that shit mine nigga
[copper] You know Get on the floor alright
Yo man get the fuck off me
[copper] Get down on the ground, and em out alright
Yo, aight aight man!
[copper] Get the fuck on the ground man!
[Sticky] man!
Now keep your ass on the floor..

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

Yo

Chorus:

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

Verse X-1

Yo, yo
You what happens in the actions of the inner city tale
When your thoughts fail and have you to death
biting off your fingernails, not enough, numbers on the scale
Got, niggaz cuttin just to make sales
Even if it take the of me I'ma fill my pockets to capacity
Anything takes cash, fuck job huntin
Put on a mask kid, I'm out to rob sum'in
If you or not, I put the chrome to your knot
One shot to the side of your face, let me up of your place
Gimme the funds up out of the
Hit the fire escape, high-divin
from Jakes, I'm dyin 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, spot-and, your block-and
else, you got-ten, hopefully you snake and rotten
So eyes open, don't
once you do you goin deep, mo' money mo' heat
Police, wanna brutalize me to
And my wanna see me lose all my breath
Maybe friends, wanna merk me for my beans
And bitches that me skins, wanna watch my end
Cut open my chest, and see my
the last ounce of life -- for livin, it's a price
Til then, when it's over,
Strictly, I'm takin all you motherfuckers me!

Verse Three: the Raider, Sticky Fingaz

I die, I don't want none of my niggaz to cry
Just me in a black suit, and a black tie
me by to the darkest cloud in the sky
No to waste, we got the drugs 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 your body on the
*BLAM *BLAM*

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

changes to a narrator voice]
My life I ain't never give a shit
My mentality was *clip cocked into gun* get shot or a gam
If the gun ain't jam, I woulda you
I don't trust my own mother, how the FUCK I'ma you?
I did things that I sorta regret
But I can't bring them niggaz back kid already wet
As a kid I to jail cause I sold crack
I'm holdin trial in the streets cause I ain't to go back

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

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

Verse Four/Modified Fredro Starr

These streets is tryin to me
That's why I keep a Mac-Mil this is real to me
shit is deadly, this ghetto might murder me
or lock me up for twenty five to life the key, I'm low key
So niggaz don't notice me, a a key is worth
more a pound of weed, I die for my seed
Kill for my family, fuck world
cause this world don't understand me, I'm sick
I'm Hennessy, mixed with Tennessee
Shit is stressing me, niggaz for the death of me
But til they me
When sixteen enter me
Remember me your enemy

Motherfuckers!