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 you need, baby, check my pedigree. Come and take me on a shopping spree you, you, you, you.)

Hoes and
and sluts
Bitches,
Tits and

be screamin for this eight inch demon
And you hear me screamin
Im about to the semen
myself on your couch cover
If she talks any trash I my box cutter
Cuz Im
Than any pimp had in your life hoe
I talk soft, tall, carry a rifle
Kill bullshit
Cuz if baby gets
Im lacing the
With some and some Lysol
Roll in a shit Lincoln
a sticky bun
Spot the block
Pick one thats gonna gimme
Cuz Im a
I like the with tattoos
Yo, I once got busy in a Burger drive thru
I take em two at a
em both say my name
Aint had three
But believe that Im game
And thats the game
I fit words like Scrabble
The city cowboy
With the thick herds of
Lake street
Gene ridin shotgun
Got the flyest
From the to Boston
I got a full of porn
To the vibe warm
The always open honey
outta the storm
Yo, I got little girls
Ones always stay true
Got an Uptown
She dyes the hair blue
And I gotta bitch that lives in
Rich townhouse
She on business
Im down with the neighbors
I freak drives the bus
Shows me with the free rides
A hundred hoes in St.
But only one from east
Gotta a Bloomington
With a pool at her
Rug all over
From her on the carpet
Got the mall hoes
Make em all the food court
Hit me off a chicken soft taco
And a couple of
bitches
Bodies, jewels and fake
And a hoe that in Fargo
For when I the city

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I sway the
Never have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job she loves
Yo whos are these?
The is always: Slugs.

The Richfield
Freak the lip-gloss and
women
That like to on the staircase
chicks
Southside
chicks
Love to married women
Up to the
your relationship
Excuse my
I work it with the way I em out
mortals
The words I
The I play
what to say
When Im sittin at this
With all these tasty

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
once have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo lips is these?
The is always: Slugs.

Crusin down the
In my moms Caprice
February got the windows
Wearin a
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
Give me and a half weeks
Ill that freak sniffin too
cum
Across the fruited plain
I know its hard bein young
Let me soothe the
I you baby
up I understand
Now up your ass
So I can these fuckin pants down
Now the I dont do
Are those eighteen
Or at least I keep that a secret
If you know what I
I got sluts that love to give
And I like to
The way they move tongue
Up and my

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

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

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

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

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

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I the tongue
once have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo lips is these?
The response is Slugs.

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

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

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