Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

All the on the town'll
(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 your dawgs, now that will
Get ya rob

[Project
At the corner stores 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, plates
Dirty Ruger 9 a suckaz spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet, then I buck him
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
Skidded off the lot, a lick, thinking it was
?? bag of shredded 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, quarter keys, or a
I'm about to go in with them guns out, ready to
The police ridin' the block, hold 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 call you back in about an hour with one of them locked in the
I'm across the street (street)
I'm sweating like a (beast)
chains on my hands (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My second ('ry)
My heart rate just ('creased)
I'm kickin' the back door.....[gun shots/dead phone line]

[DJ
Now don't show it if ya ain't gonna it
Fuck around and get this pistol ya head
You better look like the 'hood when you through it
Or your monkey ass leaking red like grape fluid
They will do it, my dawgs meaner than 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 comin' the side of the house with the pumps out.