Luyện nghe bài hát Conspiracy

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

[Sticky] Yo who the fuck can I man?
[devil] You can me man
[Sticky] Everywhere I there's danger God!
Ah-hahahaha
[Sticky] Yo I feel like the walls is in on me man!
[devil] Ay, I am
[Sticky] man.. ARRRRGH!
[devil] Yeah, I got you where I you
Word up man
[devil]
Ain't got nowhere to go Son
[devil] No you

Yo

Chorus:

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

Verse X-1

Yo, yo
You know what happens in the actions of the inner city
When your thoughts and have you scared to death
biting off your fingernails, not enough, numbers on the scale
Got, niggaz cuttin throat to make sales
if it take the last of me I'ma fill my pockets to capacity
Anything that takes cash, fuck job
Put on a face kid, I'm out to rob sum'in
If you or not, I put the chrome to your knot
One shot to the of your face, let me up inside of your place
Gimme the funds up out of the
Hit the fire escape, gates
from Jakes, I'm dyin for paint

Verse Sonsee

Yo, I'm caught up, in the tangled web
Where they'd to see me dead, mail my mom's my head
So the tricolored silenced Rugar stay off
To take off a face, just in case, a quiet
Plottin, for your knot-and, spot-and, your block-and
anything else, you got-ten, hopefully you and rotten
So eyes open, sleep
once you do you goin deep, mo' money mo' heat
Police, brutalize me to death
And my foes see me lose all my breath
Maybe friends, wanna merk me for my beans
And bitches that gave me skins, watch my end
Cut my chest, and see my heart
pump the last ounce of life -- for livin, it's a
Til then, when over, kamikaze
Strictly, I'm takin all you motherfuckers me!

Verse Three: the Raider, Sticky Fingaz

When I die, I don't want of my niggaz to cry
dress me in a black suit, and a black tie
Pass me by to the darkest in the sky
No to waste, we got the drugs in the briefcase
We stickin up the whorehouse, we takin
We want the pussies to the diamond
You want the sun to We want the rain to pour
Nast' to put your body on the floor
*BLAM *BLAM*

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

[Sticky changes to a narrator
My whole life I ain't give a shit
My mentality was *clip into gun* get shot or gimme a gam
If the gun ain't jam, I woulda you
I don't trust my own mother, how the FUCK I'ma you?
I did things that I sorta regret
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 tryin to go back

[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
glass* Ahh, my stomach, where them niggaz I don't see em
I gotta it to the B-M, and try to stop this bleeding
I trying to die, I got mad blood spilt
("Aiyyo there that go! Kill him!") Oh shit! *BLAM*

[Sticky narrates as a
I left a widow and a bastard kid
The streets was tryin to me, and it did

Verse Four/Modified Chorus: Starr

streets is tryin to kill me
That's why I keep a Mac-Mil this shit is to me
This shit is deadly, this ghetto murder me
or lock me up for twenty to life throw the key, I'm low key
So niggaz don't me, a half a key is worth
than a pound of weed, I die for my seed
Kill for my family, fuck world
cause world don't understand me, I'm sick mentally
I'm drinkin Hennessy, mixed Tennessee
Shit is stressing me, praying for the death of me
But til bury me
When sixteen enter me
Remember me worst enemy

Motherfuckers!