Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Ya Hands Up

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

(Blaze)
I while they sleeping, always on point,
never off
Known as a black hearse, who came to haul ass off
All your talking, to stop
I get stupid, and then let the motherfuckin' gat pop
I got a for you bitches, at the core
I strangle hoes, and I'm looking for a couple more
So if you get in my way, we got beef, and gut you like a fish, with my razor sharp teeth
I'm a without a muzzle, held down by the Psychopathic family (Family!)
Checkmate motherfucker, is Colton,
turn your body into dust you standing
Darkness is my weapon, and caution is
I'll some shit,
and draw the blood up out your eyes
Go on and stick your hands up, and your pockets
I'm leaving with our money, your rings, and your momma's

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

(Anybody Killa)
Raise'em up, let me see the blood
We coming for the good shit, so give it up
Life's a obstacle, and the is,
to get it or just get dealt with
So put them bitches sky-high, you think 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 your (Give it up)
And all rest of you, better sew lips
like I'm playing a game,
Who wants to be the first victim, to reveal brain
I suggest you keep them up, you heard what my homie said, bitch nuts
Stick'em up, keep'em up, don't
cause you with some killers for real (ooh)

(Chorus)
Stick yo' hands up, this is a
Stick yo' hands up, come up out jewels and your money
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
you gonna do? Where you gonna go? How you gonna live?
Bloody bullet holes, should 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 want it all, so go on, and empty the
My homies in the lobby, on the 4-5
Don't even about running, you move and you die
Wanna test me, no can protect thee
Am I lying

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

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