Luyện nghe bài hát Drop It Off

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Drop it off it off
Bitch I got a off
Put money in the bag
Hoe blow yo ass off

One]
It all out cool and calm, we had it under control
We had blueprints to the bank roof to floor
My nigga Paul had them and bullet-proof vests
Juicy dropped off the 600 the get the best
We had an in-sider that was working for Union
She told us everyday at 6 o clock turn off the cameras
At 6 o five the guards go on for milk and banannas
Six thirty guards come back from and back on with the cameras
So gives us twenty five minutes to get in and out
We gotta do this so quick and slick without a doubt
I got some that be down to ride all it takes a shout
And if its business they comin quicker thats they bout
God as my we gonna get this one some way some how
With thirty million dollars in diamonds we cant out
The plans in action we gon case it out
Give me twenty four more hours and we gon it out

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going down five o'clock and we loadin the trucks up
Get the get the vests get the masks get the pump
Dont forget the smoke bombs to cloud them out when we get
Man this about to get so hecked up under the sun
Six o clock pullin up and we know off
Six o five guards are breaking and waiting on the cough
Thats the sign to in and lay everyone on the ground
in faces of customers so they dont make a sound
Keep guns up and your masks on till the cash gone
Now lets get thirty million in diamonds and mash on
8 minutes left on the clock before the cameras
into rotation on the bank and they scope out the shit
Got the jewerly got the loot, situations cool
All of a sudden a cop comes outta no where and he to shoot
So rounds is wizzin by me I dont see how I aint dead
Smooth? stepped in the way with a AK and shot the cop in his

[Verse
We got the diamonds in the stash spot, and 10 in he
But the police on our tail an officer in the bank
So we hit the gas the masks, lost the vests and ditched the gats
Made a corner, hit it fast, man these all on our ass
the 600 to the limit, we doin a dance
Fraiser hit the brakes goin 150 to make em crash
Trippin in the back seat cause im high up off that mary
Talkin crazy, its over time and it aint funny man
Ballin down Lamar dodgin cars and we aint tryin to
My Rolley onion off of a side street and smacked a cop
But they still comin, its seven of em, and they quick
After Sunroof I through a bomb and they got lost in it
a left a right a quick left, pullin to this driveway
Turn your tail lights off and park and dont go no where just stay
Pokey off our trail hot as hell but we gotta shoot
Back to headquarters to come forward seperatin the