Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

Let's get paid tray
(shit else we gon' do? )
Hit shit!
(fuck it, we're go thru wit it)
That's I'm sayin!
(we're layin in this motherfucker, daz
when we gonna go after the cheese, ya ready? )
Everybody lay the down!!!!

1: daz dillinger

A mash in the bank for loot
The robbery's commited and I'm to shoot
Blast em with the on pursuit
It's all cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Hop da corner get them fillin up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let them know I bidness
Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I killin
To a ride out, get ghost to hide out
Count my green, my team
It ain't a small-time no mo'
What make the world go it's money, cars, bitches and dough

daz

See we the gang, we mash and blast to
Weed, money, got us all insane
We the gang, we mash to
Weed, money, cocaine got us all

2: tray deee

Covered in armour, five seconds we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker reachin for the button get
Got the m-1-6 plus the clips to
Six to be in and get the chips and skirt
Scoot loot, one shot they holler and
Pop the and shovel in dollars in knots
Got the whole hostage, straight no nonsense
The object is accomplished profits
And had no mercy for the victim
Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it to make me richer

Chorus: tray

See we the gang, we mash and to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all
See we the gang, we mash and to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane
We the gang!

3: daz

G's that a is for anybody killin in it
For niggas, the g's we be gettin
Watch out when the 9 spit, irrapidly
Too late the cops at the and they got to me
the bread out the safe, make I escape
Make a dumb move for the moves you
Kaboom, let the unfold, blast, reload
$70 million out the door, y'know
Me and tray deee deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the scherm is blood
Let's hit the store, robbin for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin right at they front door
niggas, gankin niggas for what that ain't yours
Hood operator and too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on these haters
Stuck in the zone, papers, havin more zone
Finally puttin on my bones (at ease)

daz

See we the gang, we and blast to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane (got us all insane)
We the gang, we mash to
Weed, money, got us all insane

Verse 4: snoop doggy dogg,

See we're ridin, stealin, we're killin, we're dealin
And stickin up you ass niggas
I say we eastside, slide forever in a day
The dpg way!
Look here takin your shit is like taking bitches
Quick as I this is as quick as she get
Nigga I'm a ridah and that's on
We gon' dip until we get them chips
We splits the shit up, what I
Got a army full of doggs and soldiers of loccs
Two spokes witta pocket full of notes
Banktellers *? shout? * wit my hand the throat
for my colt but on another note
I gotta shake the spot, they called the cops, hmm
Nowhere to run, to hide
I my pistols at the pig, die motherfucker die!!!

All the saggin, unload the magnum
E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the
The blastin, cop cars crashin
Got all smashin hearts of
Hold up there's the cut (what? ),
back, soon as you look up, nigga dump
See the stick-up, my mind on a trip on
And I'm dyin wit the homeys before they me
blastin!

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