Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

All the flossin' on the
(Get ya rob)
You be all ya cash'll
(Get ya rob)
I heard trickin' with all 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 killers role around here, for some prey
Low key behind tinted windows with the blowed face, gold
Ruger 9 kill a suckaz spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet, 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
Plotted on 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 full of shredded checks, cold but it ??

J]
I'm at phone booth tell me what do you wanna do?
Across the street this dope house, I want the loot
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, quarter keys, or a
I'm to go in with them guns out, ready to shoot
The police ridin' the block, hold up (hold up) a second...
just patrolling, I need to get'em
The time is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a
I'll 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)
chains on my hands (hands)
And shackles on my (feet)
My robbery ('ry)
My heart rate increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the door.....[gun shots/dead phone line]

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