Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme The Loot

Yeah, motherfuckers know
Huh, huh, lock your windows, your doors.
smalls, huh, yeah

My man Inf left a Tec and a nine at my
Turned in, he had to do a bid
A one-to-three, he be the end of '93
I'm ready to get this paper, G, you me?

right, my pocket's looking kind of tight
And I'm stressed, yo, Biggie let me get the
No for that, just grab the fucking gat
The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his

Word is bond, I'm a him yo don't fake no moves
Treat it boxing, stick and move, stick and move
Nigga, you ain't got to shit
I've been robbin' motherfuckers since the ships

the same clip and the same four-five
Two point-blank, a sure to die
my word, nigga even try to Bogart
Have his mother "It's so hard"

Yes, love, love, you're attitude
Because the nigga play pussy that's the nigga getting screwed
And up from the pistol whipping
Webs on the from the necklace stripping

Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing too
Up the herring and bamboos
I wouldn't give fuck if you're
Give me the baby rings and a number one mom

I'm niggaz like Shaquille, shit is real
it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal
'Cos Mom Duke ain't me shit
So for the bread and butter I leave niggaz in the

Huh, to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier a bag of fucking Angel Dust
When I bust my gat take dirt naps
I'm all and a dime sack, where the payback?

Gimme the loot, the loot
Gimme the loot, gimme the
the loot, gimme the loot
Gimme the loot, the loot

Gimme the loot, the loot
Gimme the loot, gimme the
Gimme the loot, the loot
Gimme the loot, the loot

Big up, big up, it's a up, stick up
And I'm niggaz quick if you hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in your back and piece
The of peace sending Mom Duke a wreath

You're talking to the expert
Stepping to your wake your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being
'Cos I lick shots the shits is persistent

Huh, goodness gracious the
the cash at? Where the stash at?
Nigga, pass that you get your grave dug
From the thug, 357 slug

And my Biggie got an itchy one grip
One in the chamber, in the clip
better strip, yeah, nigga, peel
Before you find out how blue steel

From the Beretta, putting all the in your sweater
The money getter, motherfuckers don't better
Rolex and colorful Swatches
I'm digging in pockets, motherfuckers can't it

Man, niggaz through I'm taking high school rings too
Bitches get stripped down for they earrings and
And when I her and drop her I'm taking her door knockers
And if she's resistant, baka, baka,

So go get man, bitch, he can get robbed too
him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do?
I hope or I'm a have to set it
And if I set it the won't forget it

the loot, gimme the loot
Gimme the loot, the loot
Gimme the loot, the loot
Gimme the loot, the loot

Gimme the loot, the loot
Gimme the loot, gimme the
the loot, gimme the loot
Gimme the loot, the loot

Man, listen all this walking is hurting my
But looks sweet in the Isuzu jeep

Man, I throw him in the Beem, you the fucking C.R.E.A.M
And if he to scream bam, bam, have a nice dream
Hold up, he got a bitch in the car
Fur coats and diamonds, she thinks she a

Ooh, Biggie, let me her
I her in the back
Hit her the gat
Yo chill, Shorty, let me do

Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the
The act shocked, gettin' shot on the spot
Oh shit, the
Be cool,
They ain't gonna roll up, all they is fucking doughnuts

So why the fuck he keep
I to get his life token
I just came home, trying to see Central Booking
Oh shit, now he in my face

You better haul ass, 'cos I with no fucking chase
So lace up your boots, I'm about to shoot
A true motherfucker going out for the