Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

All the on the town'll
(Get ya rob)
You be splurgin' all ya
(Get ya rob)
I heard with all them broads'll
(Get ya rob)
And breakin' with your dawgs, now that will
Get ya rob

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

J]
I'm at this phone booth me what do you wanna do?
Across the street from this dope house, I want the
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, keys, or a juice
I'm about to go in them guns out, ready to shoot
The police down the block, hold up (hold up) a second...
just patrolling, I need to get'em
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 like a beast (beast)
With chains on my (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My second ('ry)
My heart rate increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' the back door.....[gun shots/dead phone line]

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