Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

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

[Project
At the corner stores hangin' with my young
Project Pat in the Bay, we squeeze Chrome triggers
Real role around here, lookin' for some prey
Low key behind tinted windows with the blowed face, plates
Dirty Ruger 9 kill a spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet, then I buck him
He done blew off my hide, so I had to 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
off the lot, made a lick, thinking it was
?? bag full of shredded checks, cold but it ??

J]
I'm at this phone booth me what do you wanna do?
the street from this dope house, I want the loot
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, keys, or a juice
I'm about to go in with guns out, ready to shoot
The police down 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
I'll call you back in an hour with one of them locked in the trunk
I'm across the street (street)
I'm like a beast (beast)
chains on my hands (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My second ('ry)
My heart rate just ('creased)
I'm down the back door.....[gun shots/dead phone line]

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