Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

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

[Sticky] Yo who the fuck can I trust
You can trust me man
[Sticky] I turn there's danger God!
[devil]
Yo I feel like the walls 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] Ain't got to go Son
[devil] No you

Yo

Chorus:

These streets is to kill me
My friend, could be my worst enemy, this game is deadly
This ghetto might murder me, or me up
Twenty-five to life, the key

Verse X-1

Yo, yo
You know what happens in the of the inner city tale
your thoughts fail and have you scared to death
biting off your fingernails, not enough, numbers on the weight
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 face mask kid, I'm out to rob
If you home or not, I put the chrome to knot
One shot to the side of face, let me up inside of your place
Gimme the up out of the safe
Hit the escape, high-divin 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 silenced Rugar stay off safe
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, you snake and rotten
So eyes open, don't
Cause once you do you goin deep, mo' mo' heat
Police, wanna me to death
And my foes wanna see me 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
pump the 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: Clay the Raider, Sticky

When I die, I want none of my niggaz to cry
Just me in a black suit, and a black tie
Pass me by to the darkest in the sky
No time to waste, we got the drugs in the
We stickin up the whorehouse, we takin
We want the to the diamond rings
You the sun to shine? We want the rain to pour
Official to put your body on the floor
*BLAM BLAM*

OH SHIT I'M HIT! I'M HIT! They 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 life flashed before my eyes *glass

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

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

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

Verse Four/Modified Chorus: Fredro

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

Motherfuckers!