Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Me for My Riches

Ooh, wee, mmm,

See, I was raised out on mean streets
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 might say 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 no meat
of watching all the playas from the same seat

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

Now with success, I become a target, wanna set me up
I guess, more money equals problems
They 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 make it
Yeah, ohh, to stay alive

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

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

I trying to see the cell now
Or see put her house up for bail 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 corner store niggas
Go change drawers, niggas

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

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

Yeah, I'm survive, yo, yo, aiyo
N.Y. City, gritty blocks, love, plenty cops
Few rise, many drop, True Lies, cocked
Fish scale, already rocked, heavy shots, we drop
New on every 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 to feed, I got pounds of weed
I need some more, another store, another house,
An X amount of G, the reason pounds'll

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

Now with success and I've become a
They wanna set me up, take me
Or take me down notches
They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my
wanna diss me, wanna clip me leave me stiff 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 Chef be 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 yo' life?

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

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

Aiyo, money making, people flaking, Cash Rules, fuck the
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 unruly mobs

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

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

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

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

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