Luyện nghe bài hát Aggravated Robbery

Stick 'em up, 'em up
Raise 'em up, 'em up
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now should be fun)
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now that be fun)

Buck 'em down, 'em down
(Now should be fun)
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now should be fun)

I'm psychopathic, the trigga
I needed so, I had to rob ya
The fake 'cause ya, a coward to me
I'd rather pop ya, ya do me

Ya high cappin' friend, in my hood
I'm out starvin', you livin' real good
As long as I got a I stay paid
You sellin' dope, there's cheese to be made

Pull up on the track, start to bellin'
I pulled out my gat, that's my dope y'all
So check on in boy, break yo on down
You got 10 dollars, that's than I have

Could be petish thangs, better than
Even you broke fools, gone get me
Don't get hurt, slaughtered like a hog
I'm out on these streets, crawlin' a dog

'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, 'em up
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now should be fun)
Buck 'em down, 'em down
(Now that be fun)

Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now that be fun)
Buck 'em down, 'em down
(Now should be fun)

seasame, the safe in the floor
What I the clerk at the corner store
A on my face, for cameras to see
A glock to his dome, bitch play with me

Ya know the code, his eyes I see fear
it's 'bout to get ugly up in here
The boy blew my high, the gun his ass
Right off with his in the back

off the lot, no cheese mad as fuck
Half-way down the street, hoes from the club
up at the light, in benzo with rims
Now im actin' like, I'm hollerin' at

Wussup with y'all? y'all doin' out this late
Shit, just leaving the club, what's the
Ey, lemme get yo number
And rings and that purse

All that shit around yo neck
Bitch, let me get this hoe
Drop it all, shut up bitch, up bitch

Stick 'em up, 'em up
'em up, raise 'em up
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now that be fun)
'em down, buck 'em down
(Now should be fun)

Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now should be fun)
Buck 'em down, 'em down
(Now should be fun)

Robbers we hang in hoods where they
Jackin' anyone from preacher to
Addicted to this, just like it was
You sniff in the street, my tones to your

I'm out on the lake, you on a date
Your bitch good, you clean so I hate
You takin' your time to and to dine
But times on my side, so I'm goin', goin'

In bushes your house, up we jump out
With mask's and gun, then duct your mouth
The girl you was with us the info
That you was a head big with doe

A kidnap turn into a murder
Now where is the stash, 45 will ya
We the loot, never thinkin' twice
Either it's the or either your life

'em up, stick 'em up
Raise 'em up, 'em up
'em down, buck 'em down
(Now that be fun)
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now should be fun)

'em down, buck 'em down
(Now should be fun)
Buck 'em down, buck 'em
(Now should be fun)