Luyện nghe bài hát Stick N Move

(Talking)
{Bootleg}I got some bad for you Tony.
{Tony}Whut got?
lost the whole shipment.
{Tony}Whut you
{Bootleg}We lost the whole shipment. The Columbian Cartel
the whole
shipment.
{Tony}Those guys every fuckin' time that happens! I
you fuckaz to Stick N Move N get tha fuck outta there.
I see lots of people gots to die tonight (Fading).
(Bootleg) Part 2, 19 muthafuckin 96, tha
muthafuckin' rap Kapone, Ghetto E, & my nigga Shoestring,
Stick N Move & up yo ass fo' tha 9 6
My memories get 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 window panes, my brain
aint tha same no more, movin' like a criminal, but my mind
still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody of tha tools that
bury me. Skeletons they with me, while holding my right hand.
My mother be N cryin' while I box with a deadman. Loc
tha AK, spot a family & 'em all. Take a butcher knife, &
spill some blood on tha wall. Murder, you bitches better
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 caps at fools. Takin' you hoes to
school. The books N desks, no crooks or police sketch. You
& no arrest. You can try yo muthafuckin' best to a villian
on a killing spree. I'm living it so hard & so easy.
to tha first degree, gotta represent dividend, president,
flint, is sweet to me peppermint. You'll never find my
fingerprints, so watch me getaway, victom, killer though,
free to strike another day. Hurryed to runaway, to get some
back I stay, tha fedz are like mosquitos in tha alley way.
I'm goin' to tha thang, take tha pain, 'cause I'm a champ.
Steal a quarter, & my whole neighborhood is a prison camp,
stamps & drug dealz is all a nigga know. Strut & Kokane,
got me addicted nigga tha blow. Pass that. Grab my glock
to make my getaway smooth. Close your eyez, no surprise,
boom. N Move...
Mov'n N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out your house,
sight any. Here no evil see no evil, bitch N I done got away.
N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out your house, sight that any.
no evil, see no evil, bit
(Shoestring) from tha streets. Muthafucka
dont make me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to bury ass &
then I bust some, whut tha fuck you quick to put it N away.
Silencers be equipped so muthafucka there be no today.
Bring you to war, so playa haters ya door. AK 47 locstas
up off tha floor. Riddlin' bout not can bout all tha stashes.
3 with masses, all we leave is ashes. Take ya shit &
dashes, move 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 a glock, followed by a hollow
point shot. watch 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 this street sweeper. Down I'm callin, niggaz
now you swellin'. Put it on them bitches, 'cause they always
tellin'. Click tha stick, so we be Fuck-A-lot, little
state you aint never saw from tha straw. So whut tha fuck
us hustlaz thinkin? Drinkin? Thinkin? thinkin better fuck
your mutha. Fuck nigga with Shoestring. Slap it across your
hands & watch ya screamin' my bloody, my case was lookin'
kinda muddy. Stub with this bald head, you dred, leave you
dead, thru tha swamp. I'm so high, bitchin, tension, still
shit. S to tha H to tha O-E String 96 puttin' trix playin'
duece with dicks off ass. So skutch me as I drop my grooves
as I pop clip 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, that's when we creep. Get on
toes, knock you off feet, damn, beep, N damn I peep. then
I know him or I, so I got him. Master took my shit, then I
him. Left him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked,
seen his head, dropped it, it. Now I was rollin' like a
bowling ball. Who's 10 whut? I'm sending him to tha
graveyard. Time to play, Dorseys on another mission, I called
him Tony, Cody's in tha kitchen. Them 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 is smooth. Makin' money to get paid, Eric Dorseys on
tha move.