Luyện nghe bài hát Licken Off in Hip-Hop

To my in the 212 and 310
in the 305 and 404
Niggas in the 713 and 201, 312, 911

It's Sticky Fingaz, off in hip-hop
Sticky Fingaz, off in hip-hop
Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a

My bleeds for you, so don't waste your tears
I'm about 175 in dog
My block's so hot step and get sunburned
Unless you talkin' business or money I'm

I live for now because my is numbered
I got a six shot revolver, watch the barrel on my gun
I'm like an accident waitin' to happen
A nigga fuck, my in the cut waitin' to clap 'em

It's pitiful this is too political, critical
But not talk about the big I's and the little U's
Niggas wouldn't be confused if they their P's and Q's
Keep nose out of mine and I won't have to squeeze the two's

And cock the glock, what's sound?
know Sticky be puttin' it down
So watch out watch out, niggas better a path
Think I'm scared to 'cause I'm doing flicks on Miramax
And New

Fuck security, my bodyguard is my two
Knew I'd it big in due time
My lie when my lips move
Gun in my my forth leg is a pistol, who wanna get shot?

Until I smell 'em for myself I believe shit stink
Robbing niggas for everything but the kitchen
And all these rappers want deals but no can do
Labels be like, call us, we'll call you

It's Sticky Fingaz, off in hip-hop
Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop
Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a

It's Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop
Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop
Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, off in hip-hop
Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a

Back in the days was stickin' niggas
And strippin' niggas and still gettin'
And pistol whippin' niggas and flippin'
I ran life bidders and ice pickers

Now wonder if this life fit us in Vegas with white bitches
But that's just a thought in the back of my mind
I'm Black Trash true to the streets and grime
I got a bone to pick a holdster with a shoulder
Concealed inside my leather camouflage so I can ride, it?

Don't tell nobody, but between me and you I put in you
Add you and ya to the M E N U
I got bloopers of ya and I draw it myself
You want the job done right you gotta do it

My code my conscience, my mind afflicted with monsters
Kill a over nonsense for five cents
You a for punishment, I'm the nigga runnin' shit
Yo breath stank that you be talkin' a ton of shit

You can't me out, forget about it
in front of ya house, forget about it
Y'all niggas don't want no war, about it
I'll bring it to your front door and you do shit about it

You need work, come see me son I'm takin'
You can't me join me save yourself the aggravation
You dead if you harm a single hair on my
My is goin' to cost you a arm and a leg

It's Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Every I kick is a gunshot

It's Sticky Fingaz, off in hip-hop
Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Sticky, Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop
Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a

You can run but you can't hide, when I come do or die
Point guns to the sky, put 'em up real high
You can run but you hide, when I come it's do or die