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

[Project
At the corner stores with my young niggas
Pat in the Bay, what we squeeze Chrome triggers
Real killers role around here, for some prey
Low key tinted windows with the blowed face, gold plates
Dirty 9 kill a suckaz spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet, I buck him fine
He done blew off my hide, so I had to blow his away.
a few more lines, just to send my conscious on its way
Plotted on some crime, then I pulled up on a lot
She had a bag of money, the bag, let my gun pop
off the lot, made 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 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...
They're patrolling, I need to get'em
The time is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a
I'll call you back in about an with one of them locked in the trunk
I'm running the street (street)
I'm like a beast (beast)
chains on my hands (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My second ('ry)
My rate just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the door.....[gun shots/dead phone line]

[DJ
Now don't show it if ya ain't 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 leaking red like fluid
will do it, my dawgs meaner than them laws
We said it, but ye ain't in our hood to fuck a brawl
Make his car alarm go off, as soon as he out
We comin' from the of the house with the pumps out.