Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Up

(What Im sayin is the most. Im a player from coast to coast. So you ladies, make a toast. Heres to you, you, you you. If the truth is what you need, baby, check my pedigree. Come and take me on a shopping you, you, you, you.)

Hoes and
Fucks and
Bitches,
Tits and

Bitches be screamin for this inch demon
And when you me screamin
Im to free the semen
Wipe myself on your cover
If she talks any I flash my box cutter
Cuz Im
Than any youve had in your life hoe
I soft, walk tall, carry a rifle
Kill bullshit
Cuz if gets spiteful
Im lacing the
With some piss and some
Roll in a brown Lincoln
a sticky bun
Spot check the
Pick one thats gonna some
Cuz Im a
I like the girls tattoos
Yo, I got busy in a Burger King drive thru
I take em two at a
Make em say my name
Aint had three
But best believe Im game
And thats the game
Girl I fit words like
The city cowboy
With the herds of cattle
Crusin Lake
Gene Pool shotgun
Got the flyest
From the Mississippi to
I got a house full of
To keep the vibe
The always open honey
outta the storm
Yo, I got daddys girls
Ones always stay true
Got an Uptown
She dyes the hair blue
And I gotta that lives in Kenwood
Rich flavor
She travels on
Im gettin with the neighbors
I freak drives the bus
Shows me with the free rides
A hundred hoes in St.
But only one east side
a Bloomington bitch
With a at her apartment
Rug all over
From her on the carpet
Got the mall hoes
Make em all the food court
Hit me off with a chicken taco
And a of Newports
bitches
Bodies, jewels and tities
And a hoe lives in Fargo
For I escape the city

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
Never once have I forceful
She it on
its a job that she loves
Yo lips are these?
The is always: Slugs.

The bitches
Freak the and hairspray
Downtown
That to fuck on the staircase
Northside
chicks
Suburban
Love to open women
Up to the
Disturbin your
Excuse my
I work it with the way I em out
mortals
The I kick
The I play
what to say
When Im sittin at buffet
With all these morsels

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
Never once have I been
She it on
Like its a job she loves
Yo whos is these?
The response is Slugs.

down the street
In my babys moms
February got the cracked
a fleece
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
Give me nine and a half
Ill have that freak too
cum
Across the rotten fruited
I know its hard bein girl
Let me soothe the
I you baby
up I understand
Now lift up ass
So I can these fuckin pants down
Now the I dont do
Are those eighteen
Or at least I that shit a secret
If you what I mean
I got sluts love to give head
And I to watch
The way they move their
Up and my

Mother fucker! I cant believe sittin down here recording some bullshit like this!

Its just a song man, its a song, its like a joke man shit. Nah, its just a joke man.

Oh, you wanna be a pimp, huh? Well you better pimp your way over to that neglected you got there.

Goddamn man, why you always trippin on me in front of my friends

Yeah, thats what the fuck Im talking about. fucker, you got a kid. How you gonna be rhymin about some bullshit like this shit, man.

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I sway the
Never once have I forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo whos lips is
The response is Slugs.

Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, damn. Yo Ant, I gotta go man. Ill be back next Sunday. Yo, yo, no, the keys man, Ill drive. Gimme the fuckin, no, fine you drive, fine.

Black pantyhose, lace
Showin through the holes,
Black pantyhose, pink
Showin the hole

(Drop my drawers and the bitch said, Shit! Skinny mother fucker a fat ass dick.)