Luyện nghe bài hát Stuck Up

Yo Eve, where you at
I'm tired of talkin' to this machine shit
I you earlier but you know you was with them
Ruff Ryder niggas, I ain't fuckin' with it like that shit

Yo, yo nigga if you shy, on
Only room for a that can hold on
Keep me right in the night, early in the
I need a dog that can buy it if the on

Damn, I hate it when I find out that you soft
Go run and hide for cover when the trouble
I like it he stay and play his part
Ain't to put a slug through a nigga's heart

the best of both worlds don't discriminate
East coast, West I don't playa hate
Platinum on the 6-4 regulator
Big trucks in the hood, black

If you icy with the price, bring me that pa
entice me to play nicely, come and get'cha
You got a wifey, tell her nicely I'm in the
'Cause I ain't gon' struggle for long and try to

Come on Eve why you crazy and all stuck up?
Why you tryin' to play me like yo ass is tough one?
My own fuckin' ain't good enough?
You got a so sick I'm 'bout to throw the fuck up
But I love ya, on ma, I need ya, understand ma
I got to have ya, Eve, Eve I'd do to keep ya

Thinkin' you fly on ya next tell cell with jewels
Smellin' you on doche, nigga you well
you ain't ready to share
How can I live with you? Icy

Me standin' next to you bare, I heard pockets knotted
But me I'm on the cottage
And you a nigga to turn his back on a
Like I ain't got it and forget that Bratty type

By the black Caddy escalated '99 edition get that
And what you ain't equal to a and I ain't with that
Not impressed by all of this is but we can split that
Give me all of it this ain't no Kit Kat

Start me off with time couple weeks and I flip that
What's this 50/50? You breakin' off none, ya stash is limited
I see it funds, mad 'cause I don't speak
But why should you
So until ya pockets swells to the back of my neck

Come on Eve why you talkin' crazy and all up?
Why you stay tryin' to play me yo ass is tough one?
My own fuckin' ain't good enough?
You got a nigga so sick I'm 'bout to the fuck up
But I love ya, come on ma, I need ya, ma
I got to have ya, Eve, Eve I'd do anythin' to ya

Yo, blonde must be an aphrodisiac for cats
Want me, dick's be harder then bat's
Flaunt me, I don't hang around average cats
With whips that spend average stacks

I'm into but normal things
Celly rings from tha broker at the Stock Exchange I'm that
filled chains all the haters starin' at me
Make I stay nice and keep ya bitches glarin' at

Wave ya Rollies in the air, yeah last
Now I'm for the platinum iced out Cartier
Laid up in da cuts in Dolce underwear
Yeah baby, spend that that's all I'm to hear

It's funny how I used to want the richest
Keep on deck to see who get the quickest figures
I only want the pick of the litter for this one
And now my papers got bigger you gets none

Come on Eve why you talkin' crazy and all up?
Why you stay tryin' to play me yo ass is tough one?
My own fuckin' ain't good enough?
You got a nigga so sick I'm 'bout to the fuck up
But I love ya, come on ma, I need ya, ma
I got to have ya, Eve, Eve I'd do to keep ya

Come on Eve why you crazy and all stuck up?
Why you stay tryin' to me like yo ass is tough one?
My own fuckin' money ain't good
You got a so sick I'm 'bout to throw the fuck up
But I love ya, come on ma, I need ya, ma