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 Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop
Sticky Fingaz, licken off in
Sticky, Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop
Every I kick is a gunshot

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

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

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

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

Fuck security, my is my two nines
Knew I'd make it big in due
My only lie when my move
Gun in my crotch my forth leg is a pistol, who get shot?

Until I 'em for myself I don't believe shit stink
Robbing for everything but the kitchen sink
And all these whack rappers want but no can do
be like, don't call us, we'll call you

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

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

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

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

Don't nobody, but between me and you I put three 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 defendin' my conscience, my mind afflicted monsters
Kill a over nonsense for five cents
You a glutton for punishment, I'm the nigga shit
Yo breath stank that cause you be a ton of shit

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

You need work, come see me son I'm applications
You beat me join me save yourself the aggravation
You dead if you a single hair on my head
My payback is to cost you a arm and a leg

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

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

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