Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

All the on the town'll
(Get ya rob)
You be splurgin' all ya
(Get ya rob)
I heard trickin' 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, lookin' for prey
Low key behind tinted with the blowed face, gold plates
Ruger 9 kill a suckaz spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet, then I buck him
He done off my hide, so I had to blow his life away.
Blew a few more lines, 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
Skidded off the lot, a lick, thinking it was
?? bag of shredded checks, cold but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at this booth tell me what do you wanna do?
Across the street from this dope house, I want the
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, quarter keys, or a
I'm about to go in with them out, ready to shoot
The ridin' down 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 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)
chains on my hands (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My second ('ry)
My rate just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door.....[gun shots/dead line]

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