| Song | Licken Off In Hip-Hop |
| Artist | Sticky Fingaz |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | Black Trash: The Autobiography of Kirk Jones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Harper, Jones, Wisdom | |
| To my niggas in the 212 and 310 | |
| Bitches in the 305 and 404 | |
| Niggas in the 713 and 201, 312, call 911 | |
| It's Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Every [Incomprehensible] | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| My heart bleeds for you, so don't waste your tears | |
| I'm about 175 in dog years | |
| My block's so hot step outside and get sunburned | |
| Unless you talkin' business or money | |
| I'm unconcerned | |
| I live for now because my days is numbered | |
| I got a six shot revolver, watch the barrel on my gun turn | |
| I'm like an accident just waitin' to happen | |
| A nigga fuck, my killas in the cut waitin' to clap 'em | |
| It's pitiful this game is too political, critical | |
| But let's not talk about the big | |
| I's and the little | |
| U'sNiggas wouldn't be confused if they mind their | |
| P's and Q's | |
| Keep your nose out of mine and | |
| I won't have to squeeze the two's | |
| And cock the glock, what's that sound? | |
| Everybody know | |
| Sticky be puttin' it down | |
| So watch out watch out, niggas better clear a path | |
| Think I'm scared to blast 'cause | |
| I'm doing flicks on | |
| MiramaxAnd | |
| New LineFuck security, my bodyguard is my two nines | |
| Knew I'd make it big in due time | |
| My only lie when my lips move | |
| Gun in my crotch my forth leg is a pistol, who wanna get shot? | |
| Until I smell 'em for myself | |
| I don't believe shit stink | |
| Robbing niggas for everything but the kitchen sink | |
| And all these whack rappers want deals but no can do | |
| Labels be like, don't call us, we'll call you | |
| It's Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Every [Incomprehensible] | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| It's Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Every [Incomprehensible] | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| Back in the days | |
| Sticky was stickin' niggas | |
| And strippin' niggas and still gettin' figures | |
| And pistol whippin' niggas and flippin' niggas | |
| I ran with life bidders and ice pickers | |
| Now wonder if this life fit us in | |
| Vegas with strippin' white bitches | |
| But that's just a deep thought in the back of my mind | |
| I'm Black | |
| Trash true to the streets gritty and grime | |
| I got a bone to pick a holdster with a shoulder grip | |
| Concealed inside my leather camouflage so | |
| I can ride, notice it? | |
| Don't tell nobody, but between me and you | |
| I put three in you | |
| Add you and ya crew to the | |
| M E N UI got bloopers of ya death and | |
| I draw it myself | |
| You want the job done right you gotta do it yourself | |
| My code defendin' my conscience, my mind afflicted with monsters | |
| Kill a nigga over nonsense for five cents | |
| You a glutton for punishment, | |
| I'm the nigga runnin' shit | |
| Yo breath stank that cause you be talkin' a ton of shit | |
| You can't take me out, forget about it | |
| Killers in front of ya house, forget about it | |
| Y'all niggas don't want no war, forget about it | |
| I'll bring it to your front door and you won't do shit about it | |
| You need work, come see me son | |
| I'm takin' applications | |
| You can't beat me join me save yourself the aggravation | |
| You dead if you harm a single hair on my head | |
| My payback is goin' to cost you a arm and a leg | |
| It's Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Every [Incomprehensible] | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| It's Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop | |
| Every [Incomprehensible] | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| You can run but you can't hide, when | |
| I come it's do or die | |
| Point your guns to the sky, put 'em up real high | |
| You can run but you can't hide, when | |
| I come it's do or die |
| zuo qu : Harper, Jones, Wisdom | |
| To my niggas in the 212 and 310 | |
| Bitches in the 305 and 404 | |
| Niggas in the 713 and 201, 312, call 911 | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| My heart bleeds for you, so don' t waste your tears | |
| I' m about 175 in dog years | |
| My block' s so hot step outside and get sunburned | |
| Unless you talkin' business or money | |
| I' m unconcerned | |
| I live for now because my days is numbered | |
| I got a six shot revolver, watch the barrel on my gun turn | |
| I' m like an accident just waitin' to happen | |
| A nigga fuck, my killas in the cut waitin' to clap ' em | |
| It' s pitiful this game is too political, critical | |
| But let' s not talk about the big | |
| I' s and the little | |
| U' sNiggas wouldn' t be confused if they mind their | |
| P' s and Q' s | |
| Keep your nose out of mine and | |
| I won' t have to squeeze the two' s | |
| And cock the glock, what' s that sound? | |
| Everybody know | |
| Sticky be puttin' it down | |
| So watch out watch out, niggas better clear a path | |
| Think I' m scared to blast ' cause | |
| I' m doing flicks on | |
| MiramaxAnd | |
| New LineFuck security, my bodyguard is my two nines | |
| Knew I' d make it big in due time | |
| My only lie when my lips move | |
| Gun in my crotch my forth leg is a pistol, who wanna get shot? | |
| Until I smell ' em for myself | |
| I don' t believe shit stink | |
| Robbing niggas for everything but the kitchen sink | |
| And all these whack rappers want deals but no can do | |
| Labels be like, don' t call us, we' ll call you | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| Back in the days | |
| Sticky was stickin' niggas | |
| And strippin' niggas and still gettin' figures | |
| And pistol whippin' niggas and flippin' niggas | |
| I ran with life bidders and ice pickers | |
| Now wonder if this life fit us in | |
| Vegas with strippin' white bitches | |
| But that' s just a deep thought in the back of my mind | |
| I' m Black | |
| Trash true to the streets gritty and grime | |
| I got a bone to pick a holdster with a shoulder grip | |
| Concealed inside my leather camouflage so | |
| I can ride, notice it? | |
| Don' t tell nobody, but between me and you | |
| I put three in you | |
| Add you and ya crew to the | |
| M E N UI got bloopers of ya death and | |
| I draw it myself | |
| You want the job done right you gotta do it yourself | |
| My code defendin' my conscience, my mind afflicted with monsters | |
| Kill a nigga over nonsense for five cents | |
| You a glutton for punishment, | |
| I' m the nigga runnin' shit | |
| Yo breath stank that cause you be talkin' a ton of shit | |
| You can' t take me out, forget about it | |
| Killers in front of ya house, forget about it | |
| Y' all niggas don' t want no war, forget about it | |
| I' ll bring it to your front door and you won' t do shit about it | |
| You need work, come see me son | |
| I' m takin' applications | |
| You can' t beat me join me save yourself the aggravation | |
| You dead if you harm a single hair on my head | |
| My payback is goin' to cost you a arm and a leg | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| You can run but you can' t hide, when | |
| I come it' s do or die | |
| Point your guns to the sky, put ' em up real high | |
| You can run but you can' t hide, when | |
| I come it' s do or die |
| zuò qǔ : Harper, Jones, Wisdom | |
| To my niggas in the 212 and 310 | |
| Bitches in the 305 and 404 | |
| Niggas in the 713 and 201, 312, call 911 | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| My heart bleeds for you, so don' t waste your tears | |
| I' m about 175 in dog years | |
| My block' s so hot step outside and get sunburned | |
| Unless you talkin' business or money | |
| I' m unconcerned | |
| I live for now because my days is numbered | |
| I got a six shot revolver, watch the barrel on my gun turn | |
| I' m like an accident just waitin' to happen | |
| A nigga fuck, my killas in the cut waitin' to clap ' em | |
| It' s pitiful this game is too political, critical | |
| But let' s not talk about the big | |
| I' s and the little | |
| U' sNiggas wouldn' t be confused if they mind their | |
| P' s and Q' s | |
| Keep your nose out of mine and | |
| I won' t have to squeeze the two' s | |
| And cock the glock, what' s that sound? | |
| Everybody know | |
| Sticky be puttin' it down | |
| So watch out watch out, niggas better clear a path | |
| Think I' m scared to blast ' cause | |
| I' m doing flicks on | |
| MiramaxAnd | |
| New LineFuck security, my bodyguard is my two nines | |
| Knew I' d make it big in due time | |
| My only lie when my lips move | |
| Gun in my crotch my forth leg is a pistol, who wanna get shot? | |
| Until I smell ' em for myself | |
| I don' t believe shit stink | |
| Robbing niggas for everything but the kitchen sink | |
| And all these whack rappers want deals but no can do | |
| Labels be like, don' t call us, we' ll call you | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| Back in the days | |
| Sticky was stickin' niggas | |
| And strippin' niggas and still gettin' figures | |
| And pistol whippin' niggas and flippin' niggas | |
| I ran with life bidders and ice pickers | |
| Now wonder if this life fit us in | |
| Vegas with strippin' white bitches | |
| But that' s just a deep thought in the back of my mind | |
| I' m Black | |
| Trash true to the streets gritty and grime | |
| I got a bone to pick a holdster with a shoulder grip | |
| Concealed inside my leather camouflage so | |
| I can ride, notice it? | |
| Don' t tell nobody, but between me and you | |
| I put three in you | |
| Add you and ya crew to the | |
| M E N UI got bloopers of ya death and | |
| I draw it myself | |
| You want the job done right you gotta do it yourself | |
| My code defendin' my conscience, my mind afflicted with monsters | |
| Kill a nigga over nonsense for five cents | |
| You a glutton for punishment, | |
| I' m the nigga runnin' shit | |
| Yo breath stank that cause you be talkin' a ton of shit | |
| You can' t take me out, forget about it | |
| Killers in front of ya house, forget about it | |
| Y' all niggas don' t want no war, forget about it | |
| I' ll bring it to your front door and you won' t do shit about it | |
| You need work, come see me son | |
| I' m takin' applications | |
| You can' t beat me join me save yourself the aggravation | |
| You dead if you harm a single hair on my head | |
| My payback is goin' to cost you a arm and a leg | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| It' s Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Sticky, Sticky | |
| Fingaz, licken off in hiphop | |
| Every Incomprehensible | |
| I kick is a gunshot | |
| You can run but you can' t hide, when | |
| I come it' s do or die | |
| Point your guns to the sky, put ' em up real high | |
| You can run but you can' t hide, when | |
| I come it' s do or die |