Luyện nghe bài hát Stick N Move

(Talking)
{Bootleg}I got some bad for you Tony.
{Tony}Whut got?
{Bootleg}We the whole shipment.
{Tony}Whut you
lost the whole shipment. The Columbian Drug Cartel
intercepted the
shipment.
{Tony}Those fuckin' guys every time that happens! I
told you fuckaz to N Move N get tha fuck outta there.
I see lots of people gots to die tonight (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 memories get haunted by events in tha past, had an to
be free from dirty visions at last. A brothaz out stalking,
but you aint no. I've been poppin' window panes, my brain
aint tha same no more, just like a criminal, but my mind
still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody images of tha that
bury me. Skeletons they with me, while holding my right hand.
My mother be weepin' N while I box with a deadman. Loc
tha AK, spot a & kill 'em all. Take a butcher knife, &
spill blood on tha fuckin' wall. Murder, you bitches better
understand, fuck a plan, bring tha down right where they
stand. If you ever do that again, I wouldn't you to. 44
is good to go when I'm 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 killing spree. I'm it so fuckin' hard & so easy.
to tha first degree, gotta represent dividend, president,
flint, is sweet to me like peppermint. never find my
fingerprints, so me getaway, murder victom, killer though,
to strike another day. Hurryed to runaway, to get some Yahjl
back where I stay, tha fedz are mosquitos in tha alley way.
I'm goin' to tha thang, take tha pain, I'm a ghetto champ.
a quarter, & my whole neighborhood is like a prison camp,
food stamps & drug dealz is all a know. Strut & Kokane,
got me addicted nigga pass tha blow. that. Grab my glock
to my getaway smooth. Close your eyez, no surprise, bitch
boom. N Move...
Mov'n N Mov'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 out, take that cocaine out your house, sight that any.
no evil, see no evil, bit
(Shoestring) Gangsta from tha streets.
make me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to bury your ass &
then I bust some, whut tha fuck you quick to put it N away.
Silencers be so muthafucka there be no sound today.
Bring you to war, so playa haters ya door. AK 47 locstas
case up off tha floor. bout not can bout all tha stashes.
3 with masses, all we leave is ashes. Take ya shit &
dashes, move away in tha caskats, fo' a got me breakin'
out in rashes. So we can reach N feel ass, like hoes reachin'
fo' ya clothes, no rump fo' ya toes. People with ammo is
down my block, str8'n with a glock, followed by a hollow
point shot. watch yo aaass, a killaz creepin' up from tha
past, finger fast, & you be seein' last. I'm a killa, so
dont fuck with this Grim Reaper, gonna go peep her, don't
hit you this street sweeper. Down where I'm callin, niggaz
sellin' now you swellin'. Put it on bitches, 'cause they always
tellin'. Click tha stick, so we be screamin' Fuck-A-lot,
state which you aint saw from tha straw. So whut tha fuck
us hustlaz thinkin? Drinkin? Thinkin? Been thinkin better
your mutha. Fuck that nigga with Shoestring. Slap it your
hands & watch ya screamin' my bloody, my case was lookin'
kinda muddy. Stub with bald head, fuck you dred, leave you
dead, thru tha swamp. I'm so high, bitchin, tension, still
slim shit. S to tha H to tha O-E 96 puttin' trix playin'
duece dicks off that ass. So skutch me as I drop my grooves
as I pop that clip nigga lots. 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, that's when we creep. Get on
toes, you off your feet, damn, beep, N damn I peep. then
I know him or I, so I got him. Master Mass took my shit, I
him. Left him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked,
seen his head, it, popped it. Now I was rollin' like a
muthafuckin' ball. Who's 10 whut? I'm sending him to tha
graveyard. Time to play, Eric on another mission, I called
him Tony, Cody's in tha kitchen. Them talkin', conversation
on tha phone. gone 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 dead, now
this is smooth. Makin' money to get paid, Eric Dorseys on
tha move.