Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

[Sticky] Yo, yo but that ain't mine nigga
[copper] You what? Get on the floor alright
Yo man get the fuck off me
[copper] Get down on the ground, and spread em out
Yo, aight aight man!
[copper] Get the fuck on the ground man!
[Sticky] man!
[copper] Now your ass on the floor..

[Sticky] Yo who the can I trust man?
[devil] You can me man
[Sticky] Everywhere I turn danger God!
[devil]
[Sticky] Yo I feel like the walls is in on me man!
[devil] Ay, I am
Buggin man.. ARRRRGH!
[devil] Yeah, I got you I want you
[Sticky] up man
[devil]
[Sticky] Ain't got to go Son
No you don't

Yo

Chorus:

These streets is tryin to me
My best friend, could be my enemy, this game is deadly
ghetto might murder me, or lock me up
Twenty-five to life, the key

Verse X-1

Yo, yo
You know what happens in the actions of the city tale
When your thoughts and have you scared to death
off your fingernails, not enough, numbers on the weight scale
Got, niggaz cuttin just to make sales
Even if it take the last of me I'ma my pockets to capacity
Anything that cash, fuck job huntin
Put on a face kid, I'm out to rob sum'in
If you or not, I put the chrome to your knot
One to the side of your face, let me up inside of your place
Gimme the up out of the safe
Hit the fire escape, high-divin
Flyin Jakes, I'm dyin for paint

Verse Two:

Yo, I'm caught up, in the tangled web
Where they'd love to see me dead, mail my my head
So the tricolored silenced Rugar stay off
To take off a face, just in case, a lace
Plottin, for knot-and, your spot-and, your block-and
else, you got-ten, hopefully you snake and rotten
So eyes open, sleep
once you do you goin deep, mo' money mo' heat
Police, wanna me to death
And my wanna see me lose all my breath
Maybe friends, come merk me for my beans
And bitches that gave me skins, watch my end
Cut my chest, and see my heart
pump the ounce of life -- for livin, it's a price
Til then, when it's over,
Strictly, I'm takin all you motherfuckers me!

Verse Three: Clay the Raider, Sticky

When I die, I want none of my niggaz to cry
Just dress me in a suit, and a black tie
Pass me by to the cloud in the sky
No time to waste, we got the drugs in the
We stickin up the whorehouse, we everything
We the pussies to the diamond rings
You want the sun to shine? We want the to pour
Nast' to put your body on the floor
*BLAM BLAM*

OH SHIT I'M HIT! I'M HIT! just shot me in the stomach!
UNNNGGGGGGHHHHH! *BLAM BLAM BLAM* BLAM* Who want it who want it?
Niggaz trying to kill me, and they caught me by
That's when I blacked out, my life flashed before my *glass breaking*

changes to a narrator voice]
My whole life I ain't never give a
My mentality was *clip cocked into gun* get or gimme a gam
If the gun jam, I woulda bust you
I don't my own mother, how the FUCK I'ma trust you?
I did some that I sorta regret
But I can't bring them niggaz back kid already wet
As a kid I to jail cause I sold crack
I'm trial in the streets cause I ain't tryin to go back

switches back to panicked voice]
Oh SHIT! happened?! Wait, now I 'member!
And where my gun??! I dropped it when I jumped out that window
*broken glass* Ahh, my stomach, them niggaz I don't see em
I gotta make it to the B-M, and try to stop bleeding
I ain't trying to die, I got mad spilt
("Aiyyo there that nigga go! Kill him!") Oh shit!

[Sticky as a ghost]
I left a widow and a bastard kid
The was tryin to kill me, and it did

Verse Four/Modified Chorus: Starr

streets is tryin to kill me
That's why I keep a Mac-Mil shit is real to me
This is deadly, this ghetto might murder me
or lock me up for twenty five to throw the key, I'm low key
So don't notice me, a half a key is worth
more a pound of weed, I die for my seed
Kill for my family, this world
cause world don't understand me, I'm sick mentally
I'm drinkin Hennessy, mixed with
Shit is stressing me, praying for the death of me
But til they me
When sixteen enter me
Remember me worst enemy

Motherfuckers!