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 the whole shipment. The Columbian Drug Cartel
the whole
shipment.
{Tony}Those fuckin' every fuckin' time that happens! I
told you 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 Shoestring, gonna
Stick N Move & up yo ass fo' tha 9 6
My memories get haunted by in tha past, had an outlet 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, movin' just like a criminal, but my
still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody images of tha tools
bury me. Skeletons they with me, while holding my right hand.
My mother be weepin' N cryin' while I box a deadman. Loc
tha AK, spot a & kill 'em all. Take a butcher knife, &
spill some blood on tha wall. Murder, you bitches better
understand, a plan, bring tha bitches 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 or police sketch. You bitch
& no arrest. You can try yo muthafuckin' best to stop a
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. You'll never my
fingerprints, so watch me getaway, murder victom, though,
free to another day. Hurryed to runaway, to get some Yahjl
back where I stay, tha fedz are like mosquitos in tha way.
I'm goin' to tha thang, take tha pain, I'm a ghetto champ.
Steal a quarter, & my whole is like a prison camp,
food stamps & drug is all a nigga know. Strut & Kokane,
got me nigga pass tha blow. Pass that. Grab my glock
to make my getaway smooth. Close 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, 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) Gangsta tha streets. Muthafucka
dont make me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to your ass &
then I bust some, whut tha fuck you quick to put it N away.
Silencers be equipped so muthafucka be no sound today.
Bring you to war, so playa haters lock ya door. AK 47
case up off tha floor. Riddlin' 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 murder got me
out in rashes. So we can reach N feel your ass, hoes reachin'
fo' ya clothes, no rump fo' ya toes. People with ammo is
creepin' 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 with this street sweeper. Down where I'm callin,
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 saw from tha straw. So whut tha fuck
us hustlaz Drinkin? Thinkin? Been thinkin better fuck
your mutha. Fuck nigga with Shoestring. Slap it across your
hands & watch ya screamin' my polos bloody, my was lookin'
kinda muddy. Stub with this bald head, 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 String 96 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, when we creep. Get on your
toes, knock you off feet, damn, beep, N damn I peep. then
I know him or I, so I got him. Mass took my shit, then I
shot him. him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked,
seen his head, dropped it, popped it. Now I was like a
muthafuckin' bowling ball. 10 whut? I'm sending him to tha
graveyard. Time to play, Eric Dorseys on another mission, I
him Tony, Cody's in tha kitchen. Them niggaz talkin',
on tha phone. Killa gone my chrome, I'm in his home.
That get it gone, put him in a headlock till I him choke.
So I used my kane, whip & his throat. Jody Jody's dead, now
this is smooth. Makin' money to get paid, Eric Dorseys on
tha move.