Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Me for My Riches

Ooh, wee, mmm,

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

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

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

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

And I can't take it but I'm gonna it
Yeah, oh, I'm gonna it
Yeah, ohh, fight to alive

I was out on these mean streets
You know poverty and hell meet
Brothers get jail and for sale, cheap
Since momma held me in her arms to me

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

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

Go and get the cops
I use my talent to get figures
Unlike these little corner niggas
Go your drawers, niggas

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

And I can't take it, no, no but I'm make it.
(This ain't no game, my ain't nothing 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, semis
Fish scale, already rocked, heavy shots, that we
New guys on every block, blue eyes and red

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

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

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

And I take it
(Yeah)
No, no, but I'm gonna it
(Yeah, yeah, the beat up a little 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 Chef be checks
Killa, Cap be necks, Street and 'Zilla flash the tech
Sacrifice a savage life if he to bag my ice
Tag a price on merchandise, tell me, is it yo' life?

No, a cold, cold, cold world
You can't be playing games with my
I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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