Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

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

All the flossin' on the
(Get ya rob)
You be all ya cash'll
(Get ya rob)
I heard trickin' with all them
(Get ya rob)
And breakin' 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 squeeze Chrome
Real killers role around here, lookin' for prey
Low key behind tinted windows the blowed face, gold plates
Dirty Ruger 9 a suckaz spine
He don't wanna come up off the wallet, then I him fine
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, made a lick, it was
?? bag full of shredded checks, but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at this phone booth tell me what do you 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 them out, ready to shoot
The ridin' down the block, hold up (hold up) a second...
They're just patrolling, I to get'em
The time is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a
I'll call you back in about an hour one of them locked in the trunk
I'm running across the (street)
I'm sweating like a (beast)
chains on my hands (hands)
And shackles on my (feet)
My second ('ry)
My rate just increased ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door.....[gun shots/dead line]

[DJ
Now show it if ya ain't gonna share it
Fuck and get this pistol across ya head
You better look the 'hood when you roll through it
Or find your monkey ass leaking red like 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 go off, as soon as he step out
We comin' from the side of the with the pumps out.