Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Ya Hands Up

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

(Blaze)
I catch'em while sleeping, always on point,
fall off
Known as a black hearse, who came to your 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 looking for a more
So if you get in my way, we got beef, and I'ma gut you like a fish, with my razor sharp
I'm a pit-bull without a muzzle, down by the Psychopathic family (Family!)
Checkmate motherfucker, is Colton,
turn your body dust where you standing
Darkness is my weapon, and is advised
spit some shit,
and draw the blood clear up out eyes
Go on and your hands up, and empty your pockets
I'm leaving our money, your rings, and your momma's life

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

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

(Chorus)
Stick yo' hands up, this is a
Stick yo' hands up, come up out your jewels and money
Stick yo' hands up, you know that you done up 'cause!
Stick yo' 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 bullet holes, should have safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low

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

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

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