Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

Yeah, nigga, got that
Got UGK, that Disturbing The Peace click
An' you know I'm tired of?
These ass, flossin' ass niggas
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, '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 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

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

'Cause the game is deeper than just off the beeper
If the paper ain't 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 ain't the east or the west, the 'Bama weed or the
I'm Young Pimp from Port Arthur an' we done the test
An' we smokin' the best, everywhere we go
An' when our records come out, them sell out the sto'

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

'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

'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
niggas, wouldn't wanna 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' then I drill 'em, refill 'em, make they feel the pain

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

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

You think it's a fuckin' 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 at yo' head
bright lights, oh, no, po'-po' an' guess what they said
They

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

Say nigga, you think a joke? Trill niggas be goin' for broke
Twist whistle, loc an' them mothafuckin' pistols smoke
An' it's just a matter of time 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 need is sense to see through your incompetence
Nigga, your compliments they don't flatter me
You with me? An' that'll be the day, bitch
We don't play, you know the gat'll be

Right on the side of me, 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 promise if you get it it's be a violent one

catchin' his breath like 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 when you see that Bun-B, Young Pimp or that
You

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

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