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 splurgin' all ya
(Get ya rob)
I trickin' with all them broads'll
(Get ya rob)
And breakin' bread your dawgs, now that will
Get ya rob

[Project
At the corner stores with my young niggas
Project Pat in the Bay, what we Chrome triggers
killers role around here, lookin' for some prey
Low key behind tinted with the blowed face, gold plates
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 more lines, just to my conscious on its way
Plotted on some crime, 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, but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at this phone 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 guns out, ready to shoot
The police ridin' down the block, up (hold up) a second...
They're just patrolling, I need to
The is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a pump
I'll call you back in about an hour 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 on my feet (feet)
My robbery ('ry)
My heart just 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 across ya
You better look like the 'hood you roll through it
Or find your monkey ass leaking red like grape
will do it, my dawgs meaner than them laws
We said it, but ye ain't comin' in our hood to fuck a
Make his car go off, as soon as he step out
We comin' from the side of the house the pumps out.