Luyện nghe bài hát Stick 'em Up

Yeah I seen 'em come through here a couple
I didn't think of 'em, you know what I'm sayin'
But that shit you don't that huh?
shit shocked everybody

Put the money in the bag bitch before I blow yo off
Get yo ass on the nigga think a motherfucka playin' with y'all
This right here came from Mr. Charles its and it ain't got Sears on it
Anytime I got a problem this the only homeboy I call

I wonder how many thought Petey Pab
When I was rappin' in the penetentury yard
Eatin' outa chanteens
on roll-ups, strokin' on my love meat

Waitin' for the day cut in the and free
So I get out here and make mama proud of me
And do the thing run up on the right man
That can pull the right string get to I'm posed to be

Had to get cause the game a cold
and when the motherfucka slammed the door
Oh no, naw, get lost wait a minute dog
Fucked one night went out in New York

When I met one of the "Up-in-ala-boys"
Ever since then money a real long head
That bout it all

Put the money in the bag bitch I blow yo head off
Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin' with
This right here came from Mr. Charles its long and it got Sears on it
Anytime I got a personal problem the only homeboy I call

Is just something that a with me all the time
Just in one of these motherfuckers loose they mind
And run up on me like I ain't gone hold it down for
I can show you than tryin' to tell ya 'bout it

See once upon a time I think Pitt was the
Where these niggas to run around armed and robbin'
There was little boy by the name of Moses
Had to run home keep from gettin' me stolen

one day nigga caught a hold to him
Did what they wanted to em stole my little Gucci
Oh naw , shit yeah they did, what the fuck you think I
Told Grama, granny told

Granpa his grandson in the backyard
Gave me somethin' to take the pressure off
Instead he teach me how to shoot at the

Put the in the bag bitch before I blow yo head off
Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a playin' with y'all
right here came from Mr. Charles its long and it ain't got Sears on it
Anytime I got a personal problem the only homeboy I call

They ain't till a nigga run in they house
Put the thang in they and blow err thing they think out
Run around actin' like bitches, you gone me loose it all
I wasn't gone talk it but, God damn it

This bout to piss me off
And this dick ridin station ass motherfuckin'
Nigga down in Raleigh
I don't give a fat bitch big titty pair one of motherfuckin play my shit

And the couple of that y'all son-bitches
Did give me came my man and them
Man that church boy grab the looks
Come on the motherfuckin with us
If I said anything I ain't spossed to
And hurt anyone of y'all fuck it

Put the money in the bag before I blow yo head off
Get yo ass on the floor nigga think a motherfucka playin' with
This right here from Mr. Charles its long and it ain't got Sears on it
Anytime I got a personal problem this the only I call

Put the money in the bag bitch before I yo head off
Get yo ass on the