Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

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

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 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

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

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

This ain't the or the west, the 'Bama weed or the stress
I'm Young Pimp from Arthur an' we done passed the test
An' we the best, everywhere that we go
An' when our records out, them bitches sell out the sto'

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

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

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

It's strange how your peephole is my fuckin' gauge
you in concert an' then wipe you off the fuckin' stage
I feel a ghetto rage, let's the ghetto page
My will stick you wit ghetto metal stilleto thangs

An' I got a ghetto aim with diamond rangs
So while my index is workin', my pinky's 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 an' I'm puffin' on one of these Newports
An' I see a red dot aimed at yo'
bright lights, oh, no, po'-po' an' guess what they said
They

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

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

Say nigga, you think it's a joke? Trill niggas be 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 that couldn't catch up an' cut the

Now I got confidence, I don't need no
All I need is sense to see through your incompetence
Nigga, keep compliments they 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 it's 'posed to be
Bitch, niggas die for me just for gettin' too to me
So kiss your rosary an' sing a silent one
'Cause I promise if you get it it's gone be a one

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

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

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