Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

[Chorus: J]
Stick'em up [repeat], raise'em up

All the flossin' on the
(Get ya rob)
You be all ya cash'll
(Get ya rob)
I heard trickin' all them broads'll
(Get ya rob)
And breakin' bread with your dawgs, now that
Get ya rob

[Project
At the corner hangin' with my young niggas
Project Pat in the Bay, we squeeze Chrome triggers
Real killers role around here, lookin' for prey
Low key behind tinted windows the blowed face, gold plates
Ruger 9 kill a suckaz spine
He don't wanna up off the wallet, then I buck him fine
He done blew off my hide, so I had to blow his away.
a few more lines, just to send my conscious on its way
Plotted on some crime, then I up on a bank lot
She had a bag of money, the bag, let my gun pop
off the lot, made a lick, thinking it was
?? bag full of checks, cold but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at this booth tell me what do you wanna do?
Across the from this dope house, I want the loot
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, quarter keys, or a
I'm about to go in with them out, ready to shoot
The police ridin' the block, hold up (hold up) a second...
They're just patrolling, I need to
The is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a pump
call you back in about an hour with one of them locked in the trunk
I'm running the street (street)
I'm sweating like a (beast)
With on my hands (hands)
And shackles on my (feet)
My robbery ('ry)
My heart rate just ('creased)
I'm down the back door.....[gun shots/dead phone line]

[DJ
Now show it if ya ain't gonna share it
Fuck around and get pistol across ya head
You look like the 'hood when you roll through it
Or find your monkey ass leaking red like grape
They will do it, my dawgs than them laws
We said it, but ye ain't in our hood to fuck a brawl
Make his car go off, as soon as he step out
We comin' the side of the house with the pumps out.