Luyện nghe bài hát Shake Ya Stick

[Intro:
Shake, that, shake, that, stick,
Whassup lil' son, how you doin
Shake, that,
the faggots try to lust your body, shake that stick, stick
That's my boy there, yeah, heh
Shake, that,
When the try to lust your body
Surprise, it's really a
I was raised by my papi though, though
Shake ya

[Bizzy
In the strip club lookin for a young, thang
With a roll of money, motherfucker get it quick thug
Ha, fellas all around me sit too close to the door
And they naked in this motherfucker, y'all keep calm
Got on time, they be rollin with
Nothin but attitude, gotta me latitude, heh
Bitches still mad that I don't fuck with a
But I was raised by my poppa and my poppa told me no two
Straight verily, and in the spiritual
And only God split so, and the spirit
The baby still dancin, I see the bitches tryin to me
roll with a plan, can't copy gimme
They say that two is too
It tops and tear ya jalopy, even get monopoly
The soul game, and the boy he cocky
And you better watch word game, cause the shit get stocky
My to ration out the love for the one, my papi
Muh'fuckers don't know we do, no one got me
Only one God in the house for sure
Who you roll I roll with the Lord
and believe, lay low on these motherfuckers, break those jaws
And what you see is what the fuck saw
We ain't with nobody who don't represent the father of all
And God y'all

That, when the faggots try to lust yo' body
Surprise, I said it really was a
I was raised by my papi, and tell 'em never win
Because they caught up in the sin and we for free
Shake that stick, the faggots try to lust yo' body
Surprise, it was a bitch
And I was raised by my papi, can you 'em they'll never win
And get caught up in the sin, round here we drink for free

Bone]
She was playin on deception and spiritually was a
Mountin the battle and we bring on no weapons
For the of the relationship
I guess I known...
She was playin for deception and spiritually she was
And mountin up the battle station, no weapons
The of the relationship, I guess I shoulda known
when she said she had us caught up on tape, bitch we ain't even
This warfare goes in the clones
Cheaper when they come up to park their shit, is on
Quick, get gone, but I don't speak about the radius
A brother with the Father and the capius
The atheists, bitch-ass demons, don't need no atheists
Fuck 'em, should bust their ass
Cocksuckin bitch, tell me where the tunes at
Iknowwhoyourollinwit - secrets tellin, they better lose all
Baby we get it down in the city streets
Either roll the one or these bitches they gonna wreak
Don't sleep 'til the mission
I got a treat for the honey and man, honey is

Yeah, yo' stick
And the faggots try to lust yo' surprise, really a bitch
I was raised by my papi, and I was raised by my
Yeah, that,
When the faggots try to yo' body
baby, it was only a bitch
And I was raised by my papi, 'em they'll never win
And they'll get up in the sin, round here we drink for free
'em again

[Bizzy
Shake that stick, that stick
Ay-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi,
that stick
It's the faggots try to lust yo' body
Baby surprise, it was really a
Man I was raised by my
'em never, tell 'em di-fff-fff, haha
We just shake, that,

Shake, that, stick, stick, shake, yo',

Bizzy]
Yeah, 'em up, openin 'em up, haha
believe, you know what it is
You know the rules, shake stick, stick, stick
Shake, that, stick, stick... stick, that
One true God in the house, for
it, confessin with the tongue, you know
You know, what you throwin up,