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

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

So it's a 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, they gonna pull me

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

And I can't it but I'm gonna make it
Yeah, oh, I'm make it
Yeah, ohh, fight to stay

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

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

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

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

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

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 gonna it, ooh

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

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyo, metal pipes ignite, sparking fire, 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
Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA tell 'em what like

Aiyo, money making, people flaking, Cash Rules, the bacon
Earthquaking, head is aching, bank stop, dice
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, watch you for a while
Hating on the agile, steal ya and bite ya style
Hold you for a ransom note, Goliath cutting David's
Grab yo' vest, abandon boat and leave you out at sea to

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

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

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

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