Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Ya Hands Up

(Chorus)
Life in the city, is out of
(Stick ya hands up, Stick ya up)
Life in the city, is out of
(Stick ya hands up, ya hands up)

(Blaze)
I catch'em they sleeping, always on point,
never off
Known as a black hearse, who came to haul ass off
All your talking, need to
Before I get stupid, and let the motherfuckin' gat pop
I got a rumor for you bitches, at the
I strangle seven hoes, and I'm for a couple more
So if you get in my way, we got beef, and I'ma gut you like a fish, with my sharp teeth
I'm a pit-bull without a muzzle, down by the Psychopathic family (Family!)
motherfucker, this is Colton,
turn your body dust where you standing
is my weapon, and caution is advised
I'll spit shit,
and draw the clear up out your eyes
Go on and stick your up, and empty your pockets
I'm leaving with our money, rings, and your momma's life

(Chorus)
yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up, come up out your and your money
yo' hands up, you know that you done fucked up 'cause!
Stick yo' up, now you in the presence of a thug
in the city, is out of control
What you gonna do? Where you gonna go? How you live?
Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed safe, in yo' shit, and laid low

(Anybody Killa)
Raise'em up, let me see the rush
We only coming for the shit, so give it up
a obstacle, and the object is,
to get with it or just get with
So put bitches sky-high, you think they care if you die
Fuck that tear in eye (man why you crying)
I ain't playing, do you see my smiling?
Man, let me see the watch,
Is this Are these diamonds? (Cha-Ching)
Dawg, give me all shit (Give it up)
And all rest of you, better sew them
like I'm playing a game,
Who wants to be the first victim, to reveal they
I suggest you keep them up, you heard what my homie said, bitch nuts
up, keep'em up, don't move
cause you fucking with killers for real (ooh)

(Chorus)
Stick yo' hands up, this is a
Stick yo' hands up, come up out your jewels and your
yo' hands up, you know that you done fucked up 'cause!
Stick yo' hands up, now you in the presence of a
Life in the city, is out of
What you do? Where you gonna go? How you gonna live?
Bloody holes, should have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low

(Blaze)
Put your hands up, is a motherfucking stick-up
Don't nobody move, or gonna get they throat cut
I'm low on fetty, and I got to get
I it all, so go on, and empty the safe
My homies in the lobby, on the 4-5
Don't think about running, you move and you die
Wanna me, no vest can protect thee
Am I ABK?

(Anybody Killa)
Man, I suggest we let see
Put your backs to the wall, keep your where I can see'em (see'em)
You messed and got caught up, best believe it (yep)
again, drive-bys, gunshot wounds
And if you ever doubt it, you doomed
by us, cooperate
Smartness is the key factor, to give your life a whole new (real)
Mister tough guys don't live long, I'm down to take them out with the chrome
You what I mean?

(Chorus)
Stick yo' hands up, this is a
Stick yo' up, come up out your jewels and your money
Stick yo' hands up, you that you done fucked up 'cause!
Stick yo' hands up, now you in the presence of a
Life in the city, is out of
What you gonna do? Where you gonna go? How you live?
Bloody bullet holes, should have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and low