Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

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

[Sticky] Yo who the fuck can I trust
You can trust me man
[Sticky] Everywhere I turn there's God!
[devil]
[Sticky] Yo I feel like the is closin in on me man!
[devil] Ay, I am
[Sticky] man.. ARRRRGH!
Yeah, I got you where I want you
[Sticky] up man
Hehehe
[Sticky] got nowhere to go Son
No you don't

Yo

Chorus:

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

Verse X-1

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

Verse Sonsee

Yo, I'm up, stuck in the tangled web
they'd love to see me dead, mail my mom's my head
So the tricolored Rugar stay off safe
To off a face, just in case, a quiet lace
Plottin, for your knot-and, your spot-and, your
anything else, you got-ten, hopefully you and rotten
So eyes open, don't
Cause once you do you goin deep, mo' mo' heat
Police, wanna brutalize me to
And my foes see me lose all my breath
friends, come wanna merk me for my beans
And bitches that gave me skins, wanna my end
Cut open my chest, and see my
pump the last ounce of -- for livin, it's a price
Til then, when it's over,
Strictly, I'm all you motherfuckers with me!

Verse Three: Clay the Raider, Fingaz

When I die, I don't none of my niggaz to cry
Just me in a black suit, and a black tie
Pass me by to the cloud in the sky
No time to waste, we got the in the briefcase
We up the whorehouse, we takin everything
We want the to the diamond rings
You want the sun to shine? We the rain to pour
Official Nast' to put body on the floor
*BLAM BLAM*

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

[Sticky changes to a voice]
My whole life I ain't give a shit
My mentality was *clip cocked into get shot or gimme a gam
If the gun ain't jam, I bust you
I don't my own mother, how the FUCK I'ma trust you?
I did some things that I sorta
But I bring them niggaz back kid they already wet
As a kid I went to jail cause I crack
I'm holdin trial in the streets cause I ain't tryin to go

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

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

Verse Chorus: Fredro Starr

These streets is to kill me
That's why I keep a this shit is real to me
This shit is deadly, ghetto might murder me
or me up for twenty five to life throw the key, I'm low key
So niggaz don't notice me, a half a key is
more a pound of weed, I die for my seed
for my family, fuck this world
cause this world don't me, I'm sick mentally
I'm drinkin Hennessy, mixed with
Shit is me, niggaz praying for the death of me
But til bury me
sixteen shots enter me
Remember me your enemy

Motherfuckers!