Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Me for My Riches

Ooh, wee, mmm,

See, I was raised out on these streets
I'm from the projects, right, poverty and hell meet
I'm searching to find a better way, I've got a
still to get my pay before I hit bottom

Now some might say that I'm already but who are
They to judge or question I do? Son, so I don't care
of eating cheese sandwiches with no meat
Tired of all the playas from the same seat

So it's a life of crime, might sing or rhyme
To escape the ghetto the flatline
to make, what am I gonna do?
Got to use my talents, they gonna me through

Now with success, I become a target, wanna set me up
I guess, more money equals problems
wanna get me, wanna hit me, strip me of my riches
They wanna cut me up in pieces, leave me deep in

And I can't it but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm gonna it
Yeah, ohh, to stay alive

I was raised out on mean streets
You know where poverty and hell
Brothers get jail and life's for sale,
Since held me in her arms to tell me

That a cold world, I done held heat
And myself down, lotta bodies and shells found
And niggas into taking everything, that ain't nailed
We fell down, hard to tell now

I trying to see the cell now
Or see momma put her house up for now
So I'm a give all I got, to try and get gwop
Nigga, I'm hot with hustle

Go and get the cops
I use my talent to get more
Unlike these little store niggas
Go change drawers, niggas

Now with success and become a target
wanna set me up, take me hostage
Or take me down notches
They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my
They wanna diss me, want a clip me, me stiff in ditches

And I can't take it, no, no but I'm make it.
(This ain't no game, my life ain't to play with)
Yeah, I'm gonna it, ooh
(Face it, money is power and I'm a it)
I'm gonna it, ooh

Yeah, I'm gon' survive, yo, yo,
N.Y. City, gritty blocks, love, plenty cops
Few rise, many drop, True Lies, cocked
Fish scale, already rocked, shots, that we drop
New on every block, blue eyes and red dots

Pregnant mothers, fathers, more money, more problems
So hungry, won't starve 'em, hard and so pardon
I got mouths to feed, I got pounds of
I need some more, another store, house, indeed
An X amount of G, the reason pounds'll

And you naked, basic, trying to make it out the P's
Don't doubt a G, and have me spaz like
Face with the K and my nose all
It ain't about the streets, 'bout the beast within
That give in to 'lice, down to bleed, G

Now with and I've become a target
They set me up, take me hostage
Or take me some notches
They wanna hit me, wanna me, get me for my riches
They wanna diss me, wanna clip me leave me in ditches

And I can't it
(Yeah)
No, no, but I'm make it
(Yeah, yeah, turn the beat up a right here)
Yeah, I'm gonna it, ooh
(Yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo, just, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)

Aiyo, RZA, Meth, GZA, Deck, Ghost and be cashing checks
Killa, Cap be snapping necks, Street and flash the tech
Sacrifice a savage if he trying to bag my ice
Tag a price on merchandise, tell me, is it worth yo'

No, a cold, cold, cold world
You be playing games with my life
gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive

Aiyo, metal ignite, sparking fire, light the darkness night
Trying to stick me for my riches, now y'all bitches taking
business, raise the digits, tried to strike me for my life
Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA tell 'em what it's

Aiyo, making, people flaking, Cash Rules, fuck the bacon
Earthquaking, is aching, bank stop, dice shaking
Times are hard, sew a job, niggaz wanna rob
Use a hoe to slob ya knob, hit you with mobs

you in the back and smile, watch you bleed for a while
Hating on the agile, ya name and bite ya style
Hold you for a note, Goliath cutting David's throat
Grab yo' vest, abandon boat and leave you out at sea to

Now with success and become a target
They set me up
I guess, more equals more problems
They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my
They wanna diss me, clip me, leave me stiff in ditches

And I can't take it, no, no but I'm make it
Yeah, oh, I'm make it, ooh, yeah
It's a cold, cold, world
I got my hand on my gun, got a brother on the run

Yeah, it's a cold, cold, cold
You can't be playing games with my
gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive
This a game, this is my life

Keep pushing me to the edge, I'm push back
And you won't like that, guaranteed you won't like that
When ya laid down, laid