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

Hoes and
and sluts
Bitches,
and butts

Bitches be screamin for eight inch demon
And when you hear me
Im to free the semen
Wipe myself on your cover
If she talks any trash I my box cutter
Cuz Im
any pimp youve had in your life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, a rifle
that bullshit
Cuz if gets spiteful
Im lacing the
some piss and some Lysol
Roll in a shit brown
Eatin a bun
check the block
Pick one thats gimme some
Cuz Im a
I the girls with tattoos
Yo, I once got busy in a King drive thru
I take em two at a
Make em both say my
Aint never had
But believe that Im game
And the key: game
I fit words like Scrabble
The city cowboy
With the herds of cattle
Crusin street
Gene Pool shotgun
Got the flyest
From the Mississippi to
I got a full of porn
To keep the vibe
The doors always honey
Come outta the
Yo, I got daddys little
Ones always stay true
Got an girl
She the pubic hair blue
And I gotta that lives in Kenwood
Rich townhouse
She on business
Im gettin down the neighbors
I gotta freak the bus
Shows me love with the free
A hundred in St. Paul
But only one from east
Gotta a Bloomington
a pool at her apartment
Rug burns all
fuckin her on the carpet
Got the mall hoes
Make em all work the food
Hit me off a chicken soft taco
And a couple of
Stripper
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 the tongue
Never once have I forceful
She it on
Like its a job she loves
Yo lips are these?
The is always: Slugs.

The Richfield
Freak the and hairspray
women
That like to fuck on the
Northside
Southside
Suburban
Love to open women
Up to the
Disturbin your
Excuse my
I it with the way I trick em out
mortals
The words I
The I play
Know to say
When Im sittin at this
With all these morsels

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.

Crusin down the
In my babys moms
got the windows cracked
Wearin a
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
Give me nine and a weeks
Ill have freak sniffin too
cum
Across the rotten fruited
I its hard bein young girl
Let me soothe the
I you baby
up I understand
Now up your ass
So I can these fuckin pants down
Now the ones I do
Are those eighteen
Or at least I that shit a secret
If you know what I
I got sluts that love to give
And I to watch
The way they their tongue
Up and my

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

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

Oh, you wanna be a pimp, huh? Well you better your way over to that neglected girl 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 the tongue
Never once I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo lips is these?
The is always: Slugs.

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

Black pantyhose, pink
through the holes, fishnets
Black pantyhose, lace
though the hole

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