Luyện nghe bài hát Stick Up

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

Hoes and
and sluts
Bitches,
and butts

Bitches be screamin for this inch demon
And when you me screamin
Im about to the semen
Wipe myself on your couch
If she talks any trash I flash my box
Cuz Im
Than any pimp youve had in life hoe
I talk soft, walk tall, carry a
Kill bullshit
Cuz if baby gets
Im the liquor
With some piss and Lysol
Roll in a shit Lincoln
a sticky 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 had three
But believe that Im game
And thats the key:
Girl I fit like Scrabble
The inner city
With the thick of cattle
Crusin street
Gene Pool shotgun
Got the trickies
From the Mississippi to
I got a house of porn
To keep the warm
The doors open honey
outta the storm
Yo, I got little girls
Ones that stay true
Got an girl
She dyes the pubic hair
And I gotta bitch that lives in
Rich flavor
She on business
Im gettin with the neighbors
I gotta freak the bus
Shows me love with the free
A hundred in St. Paul
But one from east side
Gotta a bitch
With a pool at her
Rug all over
fuckin 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 that lives in
For I escape the city

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I the tongue
once have I been forceful
She it on
its a job that she loves
Yo whos are these?
The is always: Slugs.

The Richfield
Freak the and hairspray
women
That like to on the staircase
Northside
Southside
Suburban
to open married women
Up to the
Disturbin relationship
my morals
I work it the way I trick em out
Silly
The I kick
The sport I
what to say
When Im at this buffet
all these tasty morsels

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

Crusin the street
In my babys moms
February got the cracked
Wearin a
Hit the bus
Yo boo, you cute
Give me nine and a half
Ill that freak sniffin too
cum
Across the fruited plain
I its hard bein young girl
Let me the pain
I you baby
up I understand
Now lift up ass
So I can these fuckin pants down
Now the ones I do
Are those eighteen
Or at least I keep that a secret
If you know what I
I got sluts love to give head
And I to watch
The way they move tongue
Up and my

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

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

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

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

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

But my one
Out of all of em is your
I the tongue
once have I been forceful
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 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
through the holes, fishnets
Black pantyhose, pink
though the hole

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