Luyện nghe bài hát Stick N Move

(Talking)
{Bootleg}I got bad news for you Tony.
{Tony}Whut choo
{Bootleg}We lost the shipment.
{Tony}Whut you
lost the whole shipment. The Columbian Drug Cartel
intercepted the
shipment.
{Tony}Those fuckin' guys fuckin' time that happens! I
told you fuckaz to Stick N Move N get tha outta there.
I see lots of people to die tonight fuck (Fading).
(Bootleg) Part 2, 19 96, Bootleg tha
muthafuckin' rap Kapone, Ghetto E, & my nigga Shoestring,
Stick N & bust up yo ass fo' tha 9 6
My get haunted by events in tha past, had an outlet to
be free dirty visions at last. A brothaz out here stalking,
but bitch you aint no. I've been poppin' window panes, my
aint tha same no more, movin' like a criminal, but my mind
still carries me. I'm the bloody images of tha tools that
bury me. they walk with me, while holding my right hand.
My mother be weepin' N cryin' I box with a deadman. Loc
tha AK, spot a family & kill 'em all. Take a knife, &
spill some blood on tha fuckin' wall. Murder, you bitches
understand, fuck a plan, bring tha bitches down right where
stand. If you do that again, I wouldn't advice you to. 44
is good to go when I'm busting at fools. Takin' you hoes to
school. The books N desks, no crooks or police sketch. You
& no arrest. You can try yo muthafuckin' to stop a villian
on a killing spree. I'm living it so hard & so easy.
Murder to tha degree, gotta represent dividend, president,
flint, is sweet to me like peppermint. never find my
fingerprints, so watch me getaway, murder victom, though,
to strike another day. Hurryed to runaway, to get some Yahjl
back where I stay, tha fedz are like in tha alley way.
I'm goin' to tha thang, tha pain, 'cause I'm a ghetto champ.
a quarter, & my whole neighborhood is like a prison camp,
food stamps & drug dealz is all a nigga know. & Kokane,
got me addicted nigga pass tha blow. Pass that. Grab my
to make my smooth. Close your eyez, no surprise, bitch
boom. N Move...
CHORUS Mov'n N out, take that cocaine out your house,
sight that any. Here no evil see no evil, bitch N I got away.
Mov'n N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out house, sight that any.
no evil, see no evil, bit
(Shoestring) Gangsta from tha streets.
dont make me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to your ass &
then I bust some, whut tha you quick to put it down N away.
be equipped so muthafucka there be no sound today.
Bring you to war, so haters lock ya door. AK 47 locstas
case up off tha floor. Riddlin' not can bout all tha stashes.
3 killaz with masses, all we is ashes. Take ya shit &
dashes, move away in tha caskats, fo' a got me breakin'
out in rashes. So we can N feel your ass, like hoes reachin'
fo' ya clothes, ain't no fo' ya toes. People with ammo is
creepin' down my block, str8'n a glock, followed by a hollow
point shot. Betta yo aaass, a killaz creepin' up from tha
past, fast, & you be seein' fuckin' last. I'm a killa, so
dont fuck with this Grim Reaper, gonna go peep her, wanna
hit you with street sweeper. Down where I'm callin, niggaz
now you swellin'. Put it on them bitches, 'cause they always
tellin'. tha stick, so we be screamin' Fuck-A-lot, little
state which you aint never saw from tha straw. So tha fuck
us hustlaz thinkin? Drinkin? Thinkin? thinkin better fuck
your mutha. Fuck that nigga with Shoestring. Slap it your
hands & ya screamin' my polos bloody, my case was lookin'
muddy. Stub with this bald head, fuck you dred, leave you
dead, tha swamp. I'm so high, bitchin, tension, still kickin'
slim shit. S to tha H to tha O-E String 96 puttin' trix
duece with dicks off that ass. So skutch me as I my grooves
as I pop that nigga lots. Stick N Move...

(Ghetto E) Ughhh, rat a tat to tha tat, I'm
him out his misery. Put his ass in a box & leave him as a
memory. See when you sleep, when we creep. Get on your
toes, knock you off your feet, damn, beep, N damn I peep.
I him or I, so I got him. Master Mass took my shit, then I
shot him. Left him with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked,
seen his head, dropped it, it. Now I was rollin' like a
muthafuckin' bowling ball. Who's 10 I'm sending him to tha
graveyard. Time to play, Dorseys on another mission, I called
him Tony, in tha kitchen. Them niggaz talkin', conversation
on tha phone. Killa gone my chrome, I'm in his home.
get it gone, put him in a headlock till I heard him choke.
So I used my kane, whip & slit his throat. Jody's dead, now
this shit is smooth. Makin' to get paid, Eric Dorseys on
tha move.