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

[Project
At the stores hangin' with my young niggas
Project Pat in the Bay, what we squeeze Chrome
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 up off the wallet, then I buck him fine
He done 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, 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 checks, cold but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at phone booth tell me what do you wanna do?
Across the street from 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 ridin' down the block, up (hold up) a second...
They're just patrolling, I need to
The time is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a
I'll you back in about an hour with one of them locked in the trunk
I'm running across the (street)
I'm sweating a beast (beast)
With on my hands (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My robbery ('ry)
My rate just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door.....[gun shots/dead phone

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