Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

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

Verse 1: daz

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

daz

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

Verse 2: tray

Covered in armour, seconds till we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker reachin for the get shot
Got the m-1-6 plus the clips to
Six to be in and get the chips and skirt
loot, one shot they holler and drop
Pop the and shovel in dollars in knots
Got the whole room hostage, no nonsense
The object is stompin profits
And never had no mercy for the
Die, motherfucker, die if that's it take to make me richer

Chorus: deee

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

3: daz

G's that a is for anybody killin in it
For niggas, the g's we be gettin
out when the 9 spit, blast irrapidly
Too the cops at the bank and they got to me
the bread out the safe, make I escape
Make a dumb move for the you make
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast,
$70 million out the back door,
Me and tray deee hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the is blood
hit the store, start robbin for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas at they front door
Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for that ain't yours
operator and none too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on these haters
Stuck in the zone, havin papers, havin more
Finally meat on my bones (at ease)

daz

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

4: snoop doggy dogg, kurupt

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

All the saggin, unload the magnum
dashin, dippin wit the cash-in
The blastin, cop cars crashin
Got all smashin of assassins
Hold up the cut (what? ), duck
Cock back, soon as you look up, dump
See the stick-up, my mind on a trip on
And I'm dyin wit the homeys they catch me
blastin!

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