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 up, Stick ya hands up)

(Blaze)
I catch'em while they sleeping, on point,
fall off
Known as a black hearse, who came to your 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 seven hoes, and I'm looking for a couple more
So if you get in my way, we got beef, and I'ma gut you like a fish, my razor sharp teeth
I'm a pit-bull a muzzle, held down by the Psychopathic family (Family!)
motherfucker, this is Colton,
turn your body into where you standing
Darkness is my weapon, and caution is
I'll spit shit,
and draw the clear up out your eyes
Go on and stick your hands up, and your pockets
I'm with our money, your rings, and your momma's life

(Chorus)
yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up, come up out your jewels and money
Stick yo' hands up, you 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 do? Where you gonna go? How you gonna live?
bullet holes, should have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low

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

(Chorus)
yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up, come up out your jewels and money
yo' hands up, you know that you done 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? Where you gonna go? How you live?
bullet holes, should have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low

(Blaze)
Put your hands up, this is a stick-up
Don't nobody move, or they 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 in the lobby, hand on the 4-5
Don't even think about running, you and you die
test 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 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 doubt it, than you doomed
Death by us,
Smartness is the key factor, to give your life a whole new (real)
Mister tough guys don't live long, cause I'm to take them out with the chrome
You know what I

(Chorus)
yo' hands up, this is a robbery
Stick yo' hands up, come up out your and your money
Stick yo' hands up, you know 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 do? Where you gonna go? How you gonna live?
Bloody bullet holes, have stayed safe, in with yo' shit, and laid low