Luyện nghe bài hát It's A Stick Up

[Hook: Banks]
I'm only get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose
me to the money I'ma move, this a motherfuckin' stick up
Want everything in
(?) number one don't come moves
Over how ya
Bitches out they shoes
How the fuck am I to choose?
Purple even more liquor
down the avenues
We got shit to fix attitudes
[Verse 1: Yayo]
I got my hangin' out the window
On Michael Jackson shit
But my baby ain't months old
It's an AR clip, yeah,
with the paper plates
Y'all in two oh eights
We in 2016,
Protocol, Tom Cruise shit
Got the Uz in the stash the rubber grip
And I trippin', I'm in Turkey estaba rollin' out
50 bottles bottles, 40 bitches, 10 of us
I my niggas who the fuck can a nigga trust?
Real when I caught them niggas pickin' up

Lloyd Banks]
I'm only gon' get bigger, niggas see me lose
Pull me to the money I'ma move, this a motherfuckin' up
Want in twos
(?) number one don't with moves
Over how ya
Bitches jumpin' out shoes
How the fuck am I supposed to
Purple weed more liquor
down the avenues
We got shit to fix your

[Verse 2: Kidd]
of hard knocks grad, you wasn't up in my class
New Orleans nigga rob you in a Gras mask
you down bad, dirty as a grave yard
Mama workin' job
(?) behind
Fuck I gotta say to
Nigga never me shit I had to play baseball
Find a field pitchers, the real talkin' on the mic
got me softer like (?) fallin' off of (?)
My can't read or write
But they they heaters tight
Hit up I need the
I know how I sleep at night
I think I need cause the world's on my shoulders
See my enemies
My friends turnin' vultures

[Hook: Lloyd
I'm only get bigger, niggas wanna see me lose
Pull me to the money I'ma move, this a motherfuckin' up
everything in twos
(?) one don't come with moves
how ya figure
Bitches jumpin' out shoes
How the am I supposed to choose?
weed even more liquor
Foreign down the
We got shit to fix your

[Verse 3: Lloyd
Had to deal 'em a copy, I've been occupied
20 thighs block me in, of mobster ha
Now it feels like this is bumpin' when my rums collide
And (?) I see that bullshit with eyes
My hearts are pocket sized, how I monopolized
That fire hits the tire, your doctor nice
I hit the weed, toast the sky the helicopter
My game proper, game changer, you drop your price
I'm on the bucket list, bullets stop my life
Yeah my heart's a of ice
He doubted me I them twice
Powder V on D
Man of the hour's me, the know how it be
a fuck in all actuality

[Hook: Banks]
I'm only gon' get bigger, wanna see me lose
Pull me to the money move, this a motherfuckin' stick up
Want in twos
(?) number one don't with moves
Over how ya
jumpin' out they shoes
How the am I supposed to choose?
Purple weed more liquor
Foreign the avenues
We got shit to fix your

[Verse 4: Young
Had it made with gun
All my under the gun tower
My mama catch crank sales on the lunch hour
My blunt sour, everything in the front ours
I tend to rob I feel I'm amongst cowards
You know when some niggas is given too much
You gotta see if they how to use it
Still the chopper by my lonely don't confuse it
All this fake rapper music I (?) 'fore I it
I put bullet in this clip one by one
Once I do it you gon' here bout I done
My goal in this game get rich 50
Never another brick and get a bitch like Mickey

Lloyd Banks]
I'm only gon' get bigger, niggas wanna see me
Pull me to the money I'ma move, this a motherfuckin' up
Want everything in
(?) number one don't with moves
how ya figure
Bitches jumpin' out shoes
How the fuck am I to choose?
Purple weed even liquor
down the avenues
We got shit to fix attitudes

(Fatality) Ya digg? It's down like that that there. We're gonna hit you upside the motherfuckin' head with nothin' but gangster music man. Hey Whoo Kid I want you to him 'em upside the head and let's take off y'all