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. 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
and sluts
Bitches,
Tits and

Bitches be screamin for eight inch demon
And when you hear me
Im to free the semen
Wipe myself on couch cover
If she talks any I flash my box cutter
Cuz Im
Than any pimp youve had in your hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a
Kill bullshit
Cuz if gets spiteful
Im lacing the
With piss and some Lysol
Roll in a shit brown
Eatin a bun
Spot check the
Pick one thats gimme some
Cuz Im a
I like the with tattoos
Yo, I once got in a Burger King drive thru
I take em two at a
em both say my name
Aint never had
But believe that Im game
And the key: game
Girl I fit words like
The inner cowboy
the thick herds of cattle
Crusin street
Gene Pool shotgun
Got the flyest
the Mississippi to Boston
I got a house of porn
To the vibe warm
The doors always honey
outta the storm
Yo, I got little girls
Ones that always true
Got an Uptown
She dyes the pubic hair
And I gotta bitch that lives in
townhouse flavor
She on business
Im down with the neighbors
I gotta freak the bus
me love with the free rides
A hundred in St. Paul
But one from east side
Gotta a bitch
With a pool at her
Rug burns all
From her on the carpet
Got the mega mall
em all work the food court
Hit me off a chicken soft taco
And a couple of
bitches
Bodies, jewels and tities
And a hoe that lives in
For when I the city

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 she loves
Yo whos lips are
The response is Slugs.

The Richfield
Freak the and hairspray
Downtown
That to fuck on the staircase
chicks
Southside
Suburban
to open married women
Up to the
Disturbin your
my morals
I work it with the way I em out
Silly
The I kick
The sport I
what to say
When Im at this buffet
With all these tasty

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

Crusin down the
In my babys Caprice
February got the windows
a fleece
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
me nine and a half weeks
Ill have that freak too
cum
Across the rotten fruited
I know its hard bein girl
Let me the pain
I understand you
Straight up I
Now lift up ass
So I can pull these fuckin down
Now the I dont do
Are those under
Or at least I keep shit a secret
If you know I mean
I got sluts that to give head
And I to watch
The way they move their
Up and my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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