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 bread with your dawgs, now that will
Get ya rob

[Project
At the corner hangin' with my young niggas
Project Pat in the Bay, what we Chrome triggers
Real killers role around here, for some prey
Low key behind tinted windows with the blowed face, gold
Dirty Ruger 9 kill a suckaz
He wanna come up off the wallet, then I buck him fine
He done blew off my hide, so I had to blow his away.
Blew a few 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
Skidded off the lot, a lick, thinking it was
?? bag full of checks, cold 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 ridin' down the block, hold up (hold up) a second...
They're patrolling, I need to get'em
The is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a pump
I'll call you in about an hour with one of them locked in the trunk
I'm running the street (street)
I'm like a beast (beast)
With on my hands (hands)
And shackles on my (feet)
My second ('ry)
My heart just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door.....[gun shots/dead phone

[DJ
Now don't show it if ya gonna share it
Fuck 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 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 with the pumps out.