Luyện nghe bài hát Stick N Move

(Talking)
{Bootleg}I got bad news for you Tony.
{Tony}Whut got?
{Bootleg}We the whole shipment.
{Tony}Whut you
{Bootleg}We lost the whole shipment. The Columbian Drug
intercepted the
shipment.
{Tony}Those guys every fuckin' time that happens! I
told you fuckaz to Stick N N get tha fuck outta there.
I see lots of gots to die tonight fuck (Fading).
(Bootleg) Part 2, 19 96, Bootleg tha
muthafuckin' rap Kapone, Ghetto E, & my Shoestring, gonna
Stick N Move & up yo ass fo' tha 9 6
My memories get by events in tha past, had an outlet to
be free from visions at last. A brothaz out here stalking,
but bitch you aint no. I've been poppin' window panes, my
aint tha same no more, just like a criminal, but my mind
still carries me. I'm seeing the bloody of tha tools that
me. Skeletons they walk with me, while holding my right hand.
My be weepin' N cryin' while I box with a deadman. Loc
tha AK, a family & kill 'em all. Take a butcher knife, &
spill some blood on tha wall. Murder, you bitches better
understand, fuck a plan, bring tha bitches down right they
stand. If you ever do again, I wouldn't advice you to. 44
is good to go I'm busting caps at fools. Takin' you hoes to
school. The books N desks, no crooks or police sketch. You
& no arrest. You can try yo muthafuckin' best to a villian
on a killing spree. I'm living it so fuckin' & so easy.
Murder to tha degree, gotta represent dividend, president,
flint, is sweet to me like peppermint. You'll find my
fingerprints, so watch me getaway, victom, killer though,
free to strike another day. Hurryed to runaway, to get Yahjl
back I stay, tha fedz are like mosquitos in tha alley way.
I'm goin' to tha thang, take tha pain, I'm a ghetto champ.
Steal a quarter, & my neighborhood is like a prison camp,
food stamps & drug dealz is all a nigga know. & Kokane,
got me addicted nigga pass tha blow. Pass that. Grab my
to my getaway smooth. Close your eyez, no surprise, bitch
boom. N Move...
CHORUS Mov'n N Mov'n out, take that out your house,
sight any. Here no evil see no evil, bitch N I done got away.
N Mov'n out, take that cocaine out your house, sight that any.
no evil, see no evil, bit
(Shoestring) from tha streets. Muthafucka
dont make me bust ya, buck ya down. Quick to your ass &
then I bust some, whut tha you quick to put it down N away.
Silencers be equipped so there be no sound today.
you to war, so playa haters lock ya door. AK 47 locstas
case up off tha floor. bout not can bout all tha stashes.
3 killaz masses, all we leave is ashes. Take ya shit &
dashes, move away in tha caskats, fo' a got me breakin'
out in rashes. So we can reach N feel your ass, hoes reachin'
fo' ya clothes, ain't no rump fo' ya toes. People ammo is
creepin' down my block, str8'n a glock, followed by a hollow
point shot. Betta watch yo aaass, a creepin' up from tha
past, fast, & you be seein' fuckin' last. I'm a killa, so
fuck with this Grim Reaper, gonna go peep her, don't wanna
hit you with this street sweeper. where I'm callin, niggaz
sellin' now you swellin'. Put it on bitches, 'cause they always
tellin'. Click tha stick, so we be screamin' Fuck-A-lot,
state which you never saw from tha straw. So whut tha fuck
us hustlaz thinkin? Drinkin? Thinkin? thinkin better fuck
your mutha. Fuck that nigga Shoestring. Slap it across your
hands & watch ya screamin' my polos bloody, my case was
kinda muddy. Stub with this bald head, you dred, leave you
dead, thru tha swamp. I'm so high, bitchin, tension, kickin'
slim shit. S to tha H to tha O-E String 96 puttin' playin'
duece with dicks off ass. So skutch me as I drop my grooves
as I pop that clip nigga lots. N Move...

(Ghetto E) Ughhh, rat a tat to tha tat, I'm
take him out his misery. Put his ass in a box & him as a
memory. See when you sleep, when we creep. Get on your
toes, knock you off your feet, damn, beep, N damn I peep.
I know him or I, so I got him. Master Mass took my shit, I
shot him. him bloody with no money. Cut his pocket, cocked,
seen his head, it, popped it. Now I was rollin' like a
muthafuckin' bowling ball. 10 whut? I'm sending him to tha
graveyard. Time to play, Dorseys on another mission, I called
him Tony, Cody's in tha kitchen. Them niggaz talkin',
on tha phone. Killa grabbed my chrome, I'm in his home.
get it gone, put him in a headlock till I heard him choke.
So I my kane, whip & slit his throat. Jody Jody's dead, now
this shit is smooth. Makin' money to get paid, Eric on
tha move.