Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Up

(What Im sayin is the most. Im a player 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 me on a shopping spree you, you, you, you.)

Hoes and
and sluts
Bitches,
and butts

Bitches be screamin for this inch demon
And you hear me screamin
Im about to free the
Wipe myself on your cover
If she talks any trash I my box cutter
Cuz Im
Than any pimp youve had in your hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, a rifle
Kill that
Cuz if baby gets
Im lacing the
With some piss and some
in a shit brown Lincoln
Eatin a bun
check the block
Pick one gonna gimme some
Cuz Im a
I like the with tattoos
Yo, I once got busy in a Burger drive thru
I take em two at a
Make em both say my
never had three
But best believe Im game
And the key: game
Girl I fit words like
The city cowboy
With the herds of cattle
Lake street
Gene Pool ridin
Got the flyest
the Mississippi to Boston
I got a house of porn
To the vibe warm
The always open honey
outta the storm
Yo, I got little girls
Ones that always true
Got an Uptown
She dyes the pubic blue
And I bitch that lives in Kenwood
Rich flavor
She on business
Im gettin down the neighbors
I gotta drives the bus
me love with the free rides
A hoes in St. Paul
But one from east side
Gotta a bitch
a pool at her apartment
Rug burns all
From her on the carpet
Got the mega mall
Make em all the food court
Hit me off with a soft taco
And a of Newports
Stripper
Bodies, and fake tities
And a hoe lives in Fargo
For when I escape the

But my one
Out of all of em is girl
I the tongue
Never once I been forceful
She it on
its a job that she loves
Yo lips are these?
The response is Slugs.

The Richfield
Freak the and hairspray
women
That like to fuck on the
chicks
Southside
Suburban
Love to open married
Up to the
Disturbin your
Excuse my
I it with the way I trick em out
mortals
The I kick
The I play
what to say
When Im sittin at buffet
With all tasty morsels

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I sway the
Never once I been forceful
She it on
Like its a job that she
Yo whos lips is
The response is Slugs.

down the street
In my babys Caprice
got the windows cracked
Wearin a
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
Give me and a half weeks
Ill have that freak too
cum
Across the rotten plain
I know its hard bein young
Let me the pain
I understand you
up I understand
Now up your ass
So I can pull fuckin pants down
Now the ones I do
Are those under
Or at least I that shit a secret
If you know I mean
I got that love to give head
And I to watch
The way move their tongue
Up and my

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

Its just a song man, its just a song, its like a man shit. Nah, its just a joke 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 of my friends man?

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

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

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

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

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