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 hell
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 what I do? Son, so I don't care
Tired of cheese sandwiches with no meat
Tired of watching all the playas the same seat

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

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

And I take it but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm make 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 to tell me

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

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

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

And I can't take it, no, no but I'm make it.
(This no game, my life ain't nothing to play with)
Yeah, I'm make it, ooh
(Face it, is power and I'm a make it)
I'm gonna it, ooh

Yeah, I'm gon' survive, yo, yo,
N.Y. City, gritty blocks, little love, plenty
Few rise, drop, True 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, work and so pardon
I got mouths to feed, I got of weed
I need some more, 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 me spaz like
with 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 success and I've become a target
They wanna set me up, take me
Or take me down some
They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my
They wanna diss me, clip me leave me stiff in ditches

And I take it
(Yeah)
No, no, but I'm make 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 be cashing checks
Killa, Cap be snapping necks, Street and 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 with my life
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 bitches taking
Major business, the digits, tried to strike me for my life
Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA tell 'em what like

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

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

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

And I take it, no, no but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm gonna make it, ooh,
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 games my life
I've gotta fight to survive, to stay alive
This ain't a game, is my life

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