Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Up

(What Im sayin is the most. Im a from coast to coast. So you ladies, make a toast. Heres to you, you, you you. If the truth is what you need, baby, check my pedigree. Come and take me on a shopping spree you, you, you, you.)

Hoes and
Fucks and
Bitches,
and butts

Bitches be for this eight inch demon
And when you me screamin
Im about to free the
Wipe on your couch cover
If she talks any trash I my box cutter
Cuz Im
Than any pimp youve had in life hoe
I talk soft, tall, carry a rifle
Kill that
Cuz if baby gets
Im lacing the
With some piss and Lysol
Roll in a shit brown
a sticky bun
Spot check the
one thats gonna gimme some
Cuz Im a
I the girls with tattoos
Yo, I got busy in a Burger King drive thru
I take em two at a
Make em say my name
Aint never had
But believe that Im game
And the key: game
Girl I fit like Scrabble
The inner cowboy
the thick herds of cattle
Crusin Lake
Pool ridin shotgun
Got the trickies
From the to Boston
I got a house of porn
To keep the warm
The always open honey
outta the storm
Yo, I got little girls
Ones that always stay
Got an girl
She the pubic hair blue
And I bitch that lives in Kenwood
Rich flavor
She travels on
Im gettin with the neighbors
I gotta freak the bus
me love with the free rides
A hundred hoes in St.
But only one from east
Gotta a Bloomington
With a pool at her
Rug burns all
From her on the carpet
Got the mega hoes
Make em all work the food
Hit me off with a chicken taco
And a couple of
bitches
Bodies, jewels and tities
And a hoe lives in Fargo
For I escape the city

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
Never once have I forceful
She it on
its a job that she loves
Yo lips are these?
The is always: Slugs.

The Richfield
Freak the lip-gloss and
Downtown
like to fuck on the staircase
Northside
chicks
Suburban
Love to married women
Up to the
your relationship
Excuse my
I work it the way I trick em out
Silly
The words I
The sport I
what to say
When Im sittin at buffet
With all tasty morsels

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I the tongue
Never have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job she loves
Yo whos is these?
The is always: Slugs.

down the street
In my babys Caprice
got the windows cracked
Wearin a
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you kinda
Give me and a half weeks
Ill have freak sniffin too
cum
Across the rotten plain
I know its bein young girl
Let me soothe the
I understand you
up I understand
Now lift up ass
So I can these fuckin pants down
Now the ones I do
Are those eighteen
Or at least I keep that shit a
If you know I mean
I got sluts love to give head
And I like to
The way they move their
Up and my

Mother fucker! I cant believe youre sittin down here recording bullshit like this!

Its just a song man, its just a song, its like a joke man shit. Nah, its just a man.

Oh, you wanna be a pimp, huh? Well you better your way over to that neglected girl you got there.

Goddamn man, why you always trippin on me in front of my man?

Yeah, thats what the fuck Im talking about. Mother fucker, you got a kid. How you gonna be rhymin about some like this shit, man.

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I sway the
once have I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job she loves
Yo whos is these?
The is always: Slugs.

Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, damn. Yo Ant, I gotta go man. Ill be back next Sunday. Yo, yo, no, gimme the keys man, Ill drive. the fuckin, no, fine you drive, fine.

pantyhose, pink lace
Showin the holes, fishnets
Black pantyhose, pink
Showin though the

(Drop my and the bitch said, Shit! Skinny mother fucker with a fat ass dick.)