Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

Yeah, nigga, got Ludacris
Got that UGK, 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, 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, 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, 'em up, bitch, stick 'em up
niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

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

'Cause the game is deeper than just 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 pistol an' nigga, wit ya vest

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

Stayin' throat on the 'dro an' keep that 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' them watches, I'ma stay on the
Fuck,

'em up, stick '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, 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, wouldn't 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 in vain
An' then I drill 'em, refill 'em, make sure feel the pain

It's 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 page
My bitch will stick you wit ghetto stilleto thangs

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

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

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
niggas, wouldn't 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
Target niggas, wouldn't be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

Say nigga, you think it's a joke? Trill be goin' for broke
Twist this whistle, loc an' them mothafuckin' pistols
An' it's just a matter of time before you labeled a
Adjust the nigga that catch up an' cut the mustard

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

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

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

Stick 'em up, '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

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 wanna 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 wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em
trees, ride Ds, make cheese an' shake fleas
I wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em