Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

Yeah, nigga, got Ludacris
Got that UGK, Disturbing The Peace click
An' you what I'm tired of?
These flashin' ass, ass niggas
So if you see one you what you do?

Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

I want the money an' the power, hittin' me every hour
For the resin powder, chasin' them dirty dollars
I'm Texas, nigga, it get hectic, nigga
dependin' on me, I can't neglect it, niggas

'Cause the is deeper than just workin' off the beeper
If the paper ain't right then we a sweeper
To up the problems an' straighten the mess
So nigga, come wit ya an' nigga, come wit ya vest

This the east or the west, the 'Bama weed or the stress
I'm Young Pimp Port Arthur an' we done passed the test
An' we smokin' the best, everywhere we go
An' when our records come out, them sell out the sto'

Stayin' throat on the an' keep that thang on the flo'
Want my money up front when we come for the
Y'all can play wit ya but I'm dyin' for mine
So while y'all buyin' watches, I'ma stay on the grind
Fuck,

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Hallow laid, sprayed, I'm the Hollow Man
I get to the hollow wit my hollow plan
Hollow bullets, I pull it, I'm about to live in
An' then I drill 'em, refill 'em, make sure they feel the

mighty strange how your peephole is my fuckin' gauge
Catch you in an' then wipe you off the fuckin' stage
I feel a ghetto rage, turn the ghetto page
My bitch will stick you wit metal stilleto thangs

An' I got a ghetto aim with diamond 'bezeled
So while my index is workin', my blindin' thangs
I hit 'em at close range, I 'em at most brains
You think you rich, nigga, we gonna make some chump change

You think a fuckin' game you think it's a blood sport
You gaspin' for breath an' I'm on one of these Newports
An' I see a red dot at yo' head
Then lights, oh, no, po'-po' an' guess what they said
said

Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Say nigga, you think it's a joke? niggas be goin' for broke
Twist whistle, loc an' them mothafuckin' pistols smoke
An' it's just a of time before you labeled a busta
Adjust the nigga that couldn't catch up an' cut the

Now I got confidence, I need no condiments
All I is common sense to see through your incompetence
Nigga, keep your compliments don't flatter me
You with me? An' that'll be the day, bitch
We don't play, you know where the be

Right on the side of me, right where 'posed to be
Bitch, niggas die for me for gettin' too close to me
So kiss your rosary beads an' a silent one
'Cause I if you get it it's gone be a violent one

Coroner catchin' his breath he's got asthma
When they cut on the blue light an' see all that plasma
Millenium Murda Master, nigga, I ain't new to
So you see that Bun-B, Young Pimp or that Ludacris
You

'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Put ya hands up I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Put ya up where I can see 'em, see 'em, see 'em
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

ATL, the PAT, UGK an' DTP
I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
Shawn Drey, I 20, Ludacris an' Fees
I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

South, how we do it? Pimp C an' Bun-B
I wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
Roll trees, ride Ds, cheese an' shake fleas
I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em