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 searching everyday to find a way, I've got a
still to get my pay before I hit bottom

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

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

Now with success, I a target, they wanna set me up
I guess, more money 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 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 momma held me in her to tell me

it's a cold world, I done held heat
And held myself down, bodies and shells found
And niggas into everything, that ain't nailed 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 hustle

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

Now with 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
wanna diss me, want a clip me, leave me stiff in ditches

And I take it, no, no but I'm gonna make it.
(This no game, my life 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 survive, yo, yo, aiyo
N.Y. City, blocks, little love, plenty cops
Few rise, many drop, Lies, semis cocked
Fish scale, already rocked, heavy shots, we drop
New on every block, blue eyes and red dots

Pregnant mothers, broke fathers, more money, 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, 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 ever doubt a G, and have me spaz
Face the K and my nose all powdery
It ain't the streets, it's 'bout the beast within
That give in to 'lice, down to bleed, G

Now with success and I've become a
wanna 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 me leave me stiff in ditches

And I can't it
(Yeah)
No, no, but I'm gonna it
(Yeah, yeah, the beat up a little right here)
Yeah, I'm make 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 life if he trying to bag my ice
Tag a on merchandise, tell me, is it worth yo' life?

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

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

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

Stab you in the back and smile, watch you 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 you out at sea to float

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

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 on my gun, they got a brother on the run

Yeah, a cold, cold, cold world
You can't be playing with my life
I've 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, it's guaranteed you won't like
ya laid down, laid flat