Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Me for My Riches

Ooh, wee, mmm,

See, I was raised out on these mean
I'm from the projects, right, where poverty and meet
I'm everyday to find a better way, I've got a
Hustle 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 cheese sandwiches with no
Tired of watching all the playas from the same

So a life of crime, some might sing or rhyme
To escape the ghetto before the
to make, what 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 money equals problems
wanna get me, wanna hit me, strip me of my riches
They wanna cut me up in pieces, me deep in ditches

And I take it but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm gonna it
Yeah, ohh, fight to alive

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

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

I ain't trying to see the now
Or see put her house up for bail now
So I'm a all I got, to try and get that gwop
Nigga, I'm hot with this

Go 'head and get the
I use my talent to get more
Unlike these little corner niggas
Go change your drawers,

Now with success and become a target
wanna set me up, take me hostage
Or take me down some
They hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches
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 nothing to play with)
Yeah, I'm gonna it, ooh
(Face it, is power and I'm a make it)
I'm make it, ooh

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

Pregnant mothers, broke fathers, 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, store, another house, indeed
An X amount of G, the reason pounds'll

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

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

And I can't it
(Yeah)
No, no, but I'm make it
(Yeah, yeah, turn the 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 snapping necks, and 'Zilla flash the tech
Sacrifice a savage if he trying to bag my ice
Tag a price on merchandise, me, is it worth yo' life?

No, it's a cold, cold, world
You can't be playing games with my
I've 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 taking flight
business, raise the digits, tried to strike me for my life
Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA 'em what it's like

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

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

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

And I take it, no, no but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm make it, ooh, yeah
It's a cold, cold, cold
I got my hand on my gun, got a brother on the run

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

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