Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

Yeah, nigga, got that
Got that UGK, that Disturbing The click
An' you know what I'm 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 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

'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

I want the money an' the power, they 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 game is deeper 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 pistol an' nigga, come wit ya

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

Stayin' throat on the 'dro an' that thang on the flo'
Want my money up when we come for the show
Y'all can wit ya paper but I'm dyin' for mine
So while y'all buyin' watches, I'ma stay 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
'em up, stick '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
Target niggas, wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em

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

It's mighty how your peephole is my fuckin' gauge
Catch you in concert an' wipe you off the fuckin' stage
I feel a ghetto rage, turn the ghetto page
My bitch stick you wit ghetto 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 real rich, nigga, we gonna make some change

You think it's a 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 aimed at yo'
Then bright lights, oh, no, po'-po' an' guess what said
said

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

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

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

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

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

Coroner catchin' his breath he's got asthma
When they cut on the blue light an' see all that fuckin'
Murda Master, nigga, I ain't new to this
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
'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

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 wanna be 'em, be 'em, be 'em