Luyện nghe bài hát Stick You

[Intro - with Capone in the background]

Yo, yo - you got shit? Let me see that. (It's right here, yo)
Look - look, son! That's the time that nigga did that, yo!
Second time! Taste that, yo! (What the fuck is shit, yo?)
Is this your shit, no? Is it? (No, shit is weak)
Yo, that's the time son did that shit, yo
(Word, I wanna talk...)
Yo, fuck yo (word up)
We're go get him right now, yo, us, us, right here, yo
Us, yo, else, we gonna get him, yo
(listen, listen, son)
[Tragedy] Listen, - Yo, we gotta map this shit out, son
we can't just be runnin' things...
[Noreaga] Meet us on 160 - the be on 1-5-2,
and we gonna do it on 160, we gonna get...
Look, I'm sayin' dun, we gonna keep it real, man
(He ain't gonna do it to us son! We gonna do it son!)
Look, I'm sayin' - you know I'm with you - you how we get down
We get the nigga but we gotta map this shit out right
cause people, I... That got mad, fuckin,
you know what I'm Boricua niggas runnin' with him (word?)
You know I'm sayin'?
[Noreaga] They gonna expect it,
we gonna it's raining son,
they ain't gonna it right now,
ain't gonna expect it, son
[Tragedy] I ain't trying to no 2-5 casualties, man,
that's I'm sayin', I want us to get in,
and get the out...

Khadafi]
From 41-12, to the U.S.A. in Iraq
My bust back, we're cap peeling
Your crew dealing, in a box with no
Informer type, what you get for squealing
It's the money or the son, ready to die
Black Infinit-i, yo, papi, Ki
The coke connect - trust us, he wanna touch us
So call Russ, tell him, me in the Lexus
It's all good, in the 'hood, know shhh
Infrared, off the roof, some ol' shhh
CNN, men, holding the chrome with gorilla grip
Sing Sing, straight
Strap the door, C-4, shhh
Blow the spot, don't give a who you go and get
We want the
And the that's in the stash, strip his Tommy drawers
Yo, the crack of his ass
(Noreaga) Yo, on some shhh?!
Nah kid, we on some real
Since we here, we might as get all of it
Inshallah allahu akbar
CNN, desert men order(word)

A kassi[???], and a quarter, Arab Nazi
Me and shorty from the Mecca, having a
Play the Shark Bar, on French connection
On the rocks, son, hit me on the box
to hit the spot, regulate the whole fucking block

[Tragedy
the gray tape, gag his mouth, leave him for the rats
Stuck him for the couldn't get the money back

So you at?

Khadafi]
Meet me uptown, by the polo
Strapped with the vest, I got the 4-pound
Caduece(tell who?), bring the A.K.(wha?),
so y'all can hold me

Aight kicko, I'ma meet you in a hour, the three power close
get dun, and we ghost
Met papi in Iraq(huh?), then winged by the
up the trunk, and threw in the big gat
Took off, threw the skully mask over the
We war prone, desert men tactics all
Met on 1-5-2, now we figure,
for that rich Dominican with that gold act vigor
Chico, he got perico, little do he
We him for all of his dough(nigga)

[Tragedy] This ain't your sh thug sh, that you used to, Q.U.
[Noreaga] We stick you, we to
[Tragedy] Not your ordinary sh thug sh that you to, Q.U.
We stick you

Yo, for years I been my coke from the same cat
Gherri curl nigga, Dominican who look Black
As I think back, coke to crack
Yo amigo, him and Rico, they got
Son I the spot, like the back of my hand
a plan, we sticking him and his man
Working zip-lock, pop the lock, the spot
the knot, national(hurry up! hurry up!),
tell come and get me on 160
I got three with me, with trenches
We waiting on the benches
The cab long, Dominicans coming strong
that it's on, from dusk 'til dawn
We right the street, they don't see us
Ay yo, our Cuban disguise, it got us looking we Jesus
Inshallah, we the spot mega far
up in Willy's car, and scream "Alhumdu Allah!"
25 lost sleep, the other 25 lost heat(snitching)
A gave up Luis, and it wasn't worth it
The CNN drug circuit, (yo) fold
the gray tape, regulate, cowboy rope strapped
To the chair, stay there, he just a Power
snitched on me while in danger
Noreaga, treat that ass a stranger
Yo - yo yo -

you, and him too - you and you
(Bitch ass nigga)
Got you back, got you
We got you - from sellin' that fake yak