Name: Stick Me For My Riches
Duration: 6 min 8 s
Description: Слушайте песню Stick Me For My Riches - Wu-Tang Clan, Gerald Alston онлайн с альбома 8 Diagrams в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:08. Год выхода - 2007

8 Diagrams

Wu-Tang Clan

Campfire

Take It Back

Get Them Out Ya Way Pa

Rushing Elephants

Dexter Wiggle

Unpredictable

Erykah Badu

Dhani Harrison

John Frusciante

The Heart Gently Weeps

George Clinton

Wolves

Sunny Valentine

Gun Will Go

Sunlight

Tash Mahogany

Starter

Windmill

Weak Spot

Gerald Alston

Stick Me For My Riches

Hip-Hop

See I was raised out on these mean streets

I'm from the projects, right, where poverty and hell meet

I'm searching everyday to find a better way, I've got a

Hustle still to get my pay before I hit bottom

Now some might say that I'm already there

But who are they to judge or question what I do, son, so I don't care

Tired of eating cheese sandwiches with no meat

Tired of watching all the playas from the same seat

So it's a life of crime, some might sing or rhyme

Got to use my talents, they gonna pull me through

They wanna set me up, I guess more money equals more problems

They wanna get me, wanna hit me, strip me of my riches

They wanna cut me up in pieces, leave me deep in ditches

And I can't take it... but I'm gonna make it.

Yeah... oh... I'm gonna make it... yeah... oh

Brothers get jail and life's for sale, cheap

Since momma held me, in her arms, to tell me

And held myself down, lotta bodies and shells found

And niggas into taking everything, that ain't nailed down

Or see momma put her house up for bail now

So I'mma give all I got, to try and get that gwop

Nigga I'm hot with this hustle, go 'head and get the cops

Now with success and I've become a target

They wanna set me up, take me hostage, or take me down some notches

They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches

They wanna diss me, want a clip me, leave me stiff in ditches

And I can't take it, no, no, but I'm gonna make it.

(This ain't no game, my life ain't nothing to play with)

(Face it, money is power and I'ma make it)

N.Y. City, gritty blocks, little love, plenty cops

Few rise, many drop, True Lies, semis cocked

Fishscale, already rocked, heavy shots, that we drop

New guys on every block, blue eyes and red dots

Pregnant mothers, broke fathers, more money, more problems

So hungry, won't starve 'em, work hard and so pardon

I got mouths to feed, I got pounds of weed

I need some more, another store, another house, indeed

An X amount of G, the reason pounds'll squeeze

And strip you naked, basic, trying to make it out the P's

Don't ever doubt a G, and have me spaz like

'Face with the K, and my nose all powdery

It ain't about the streets, it's 'bout the beast within

That won't give in to 'lice, down to bleed, G

(Chorus: Inspectah Deck and Gerald Alston)

They wanna diss me, wanna clip me leave me stiff in ditches

And I can't take it (yeah), no, no, but I'm gonna make it.

(Yeah, yeah, turn the beat up a little right here)

(Yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo, just, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)

Aiyo, RZA, Meth, GZA, Deck, Ghost and Chef be cashing checks

Killa, Cap be snapping necks, Street and 'Zilla flash the tech

Sacrifice a savage life, if he trying to bag my ice

Tag a price on merchandise, tell me, is it worth ya life?

I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive

Aiyo, metal pipes ignite, sparking fire, light the darkness night

Trying to stick me for my riches, now y'all bitches taking flight

Major business, raise the digits, tried to strike me for my life

Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA tell 'em what it's like

Aiyo, money making, people flaking, Cash Rules, fuck the bacon

Earthquaking, head is aching, bank stop, dice shaking

Times are hard, sew a job, scheming niggaz wanna rob

Use a hoe to slob ya knob, hit you with unruly mobs

Stab you in the back and smile, watch you bleed for a while

Hating on the agile, steal ya name and bite ya style

Hold you for a ransom note, Goliath cutting David's throat

Grab ya vest, abandon boat and leave you out at sea to float

They wanna diss me, want clip me, leave me stiff in ditches

And I can't take it... no, no... but I'm gonna make it.

Yeah... oh... I'm gonna make it... ooh... yeah.

I got my hand on my gun, they got a brother on the run

Keep pushing me to the edge, I'm gonna push back

And you won't like that, it's guaranteed you won't like that

Слушайте песню Stick Me For My Riches - Wu-Tang Clan, Gerald Alston онлайн с альбома 8 Diagrams в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:08. Год выхода - 2007

Stick Me For My Riches

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