Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

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

[Project
At the corner stores with my young niggas
Project Pat in the Bay, what we squeeze triggers
Real killers role around here, lookin' for prey
Low key tinted windows with the blowed face, gold plates
Dirty Ruger 9 kill a suckaz
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
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 shredded checks, but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at this phone booth tell me what do you do?
Across the street 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 guns out, ready to
The ridin' 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 across the street (street)
I'm sweating a beast (beast)
With 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 show it if ya ain't share it
around and get this pistol across ya head
You better look the 'hood when you roll through it
Or find monkey ass leaking red like grape fluid
They will do it, my dawgs meaner than them
We it, but ye ain't comin' in our hood to fuck a brawl
his car alarm go off, as soon as he step out
We comin' from the of the house with the pumps out.