Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

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

Stick 'em up, '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, 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, stick 'em up, bitch, 'em up
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

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

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

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

throat on the 'dro an' keep that thang on the flo'
Want my up front when we come for the show
can play wit ya paper but I'm dyin' for mine
So while buyin' them watches, I'ma stay on the grind
Fuck,

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

'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, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

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

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

An' I got a aim with diamond 'bezeled rangs
So while my index is workin', my pinky's blindin'
I hit 'em at range, I spit 'em at most brains
You you real rich, nigga, we gonna make some chump change

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

'em up, stick '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

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

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

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

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

Coroner catchin' his like he's got asthma
When they cut on the blue light an' see all that plasma
Millenium Murda Master, nigga, I new to this
So when you see that Bun-B, 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, stick 'em up, bitch, '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
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, an' Fake Fees
I wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

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