Luyện nghe bài hát Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory)

Take minks off, take off
Take off, take rings off
Bracelets is yapped, Fame off
Ante up, off

Fool, what you We stiflin' fools
Fool, what you want? Your life or jewels?
The rules, 'em down, next thing, clap 'em down
Respect mine, we Brooklyn now

Brownsville, home of the
Put in work in the street a slave
Keep a rugged dress code, in this stress mode
That will send you to your grave, so?

You think, I know that? Blow
Nigga hold that, blow, nigga that, blow, nigga hold that
From the street cousin, you the drill
I'm nine hundred and ninety nine thou of a mil

up, yap that fool
Ante up, kidnap fool
It's the timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off God damn diamonds

up, oh, yap that fool, oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

Them thugs you know, friendly
Them you rock, make 'em envy
You thinkin' it's all good, you creep through a small
Goons comin' up outta a cut for goods and they all should

up, yap that fool
You big money, kidnap that fool
If you up in the club, out your pistol money
them fools at the bar for that Crystal money

The '87 up kids, what you niggas sayin'?
Get the fuck up, out that 740 shorty, I playin'
It's that thang time, bang, bang time
Ante up, nigga, it's time

Hand over the ring, take over the
Gimme the watch before I pop one in your brain
Stop playin' these childish with me
1-7-1-8, dangerously, nigga

Ante up, yap fool
Ante up, kidnap fool
It's the perfect timin', you see the man
Get up off them God damn

up, oh, yap that fool, oh
Ante up, oh, that fool
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

I'ma, street regulator, true playa
Get back down, make your ass a mack hater
Things we need, money, clothes, weed indeed
Hats, food, booze, essentials,

of the streets, owners who creep
Slow when you sleep, the heat
Put holes in your jeep, respect the
the Lil' Fame

Yeah, Danze, gave you a chance
I blazed your man, I'm in the wrong
He he was strong
I had to believe he had some shit up his sleeve all along

So? you, your honor, check my persona
I'm strong enough for old gold and
I'ma do what I wanna, quiet as
Raise hell, til I was of stress, yes Lord

Ante up, yap that
Ante up, kidnap that
It's the timin', you see the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn

Ante up, oh, yap fool, oh
Ante up, oh, kidnap that
Get him, get him, hit him, hit him
Yap him, zap him, yap him, zap him

The fuck, the fuck, the
Nigga, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the
What? First family, family, Brooklyn, yeah