Luyện nghe bài hát Stick N Move

(Talking)
{Bootleg}I got some bad for you Tony.
choo got?
{Bootleg}We the whole shipment.
you mean?
{Bootleg}We lost the whole shipment. The 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
rap Kapone, Ghetto E, & my nigga Shoestring, gonna
Stick N & bust up yo ass fo' tha 9 6
My get haunted by events in tha past, had an outlet to
be free from dirty visions at last. A out here stalking,
but bitch you aint no. been poppin' window panes, my brain
aint tha no more, movin' just like a criminal, but my mind
still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody of tha tools that
bury me. Skeletons they walk with me, while holding my hand.
My be weepin' N cryin' while I box with a deadman. Loc
tha AK, spot a family & kill 'em all. a butcher knife, &
spill some blood on tha fuckin' wall. Murder, you bitches
understand, fuck a plan, bring tha down right where they
stand. If you ever do that again, I wouldn't you to. 44
is to go when I'm busting caps at fools. Takin' you hoes to
school. The books N desks, no crooks or sketch. You bitch
& no arrest. You can try yo muthafuckin' best to stop a
on a spree. I'm living it so fuckin' hard & so easy.
Murder to tha degree, gotta represent dividend, president,
flint, is sweet to me like peppermint. never find my
fingerprints, so me getaway, murder victom, killer though,
free to strike another day. to runaway, to get some Yahjl
back where I stay, tha are like mosquitos in tha alley way.
I'm goin' to tha thang, tha pain, 'cause I'm a ghetto champ.
Steal a quarter, & my whole is like a prison camp,
stamps & drug dealz is all a nigga know. Strut & 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 N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out your house,
that any. Here no evil see no evil, bitch N I done got away.
Mov'n N out, take that cocaine out your house, sight that any.
no evil, see no evil, bit
(Shoestring) Gangsta from tha streets.
dont me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to bury your ass &
then I bust some, whut tha fuck you to put it down N away.
Silencers be equipped so muthafucka there be no today.
Bring you to war, so haters lock ya door. AK 47 locstas
up off tha floor. Riddlin' bout not can bout all tha stashes.
3 killaz with masses, all we leave is ashes. ya shit &
dashes, away in tha caskats, fo' a murder got me breakin'
out in rashes. So we can reach N feel your ass, like reachin'
fo' ya clothes, no rump fo' ya toes. People with ammo is
creepin' down my block, str8'n with a glock, by a hollow
point shot. Betta watch yo aaass, a killaz creepin' up tha
past, finger fast, & you be seein' last. I'm a killa, so
dont fuck this Grim Reaper, gonna go peep her, don't wanna
hit you with this street sweeper. Down I'm callin, niggaz
sellin' now you swellin'. Put it on them bitches, 'cause they
tellin'. Click tha stick, so we be Fuck-A-lot, little
state which you never saw from tha straw. So whut tha fuck
us hustlaz thinkin? Drinkin? Been thinkin better fuck
your mutha. that nigga with Shoestring. Slap it across your
hands & ya screamin' my polos bloody, my case was lookin'
kinda muddy. Stub with this bald head, you dred, leave you
dead, tha swamp. I'm so high, bitchin, tension, still kickin'
shit. S to tha H to tha O-E String 96 puttin' trix playin'
duece with off that ass. So skutch me as I drop my grooves
as I pop that nigga lots. Stick N Move...

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