Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

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

1: daz dillinger

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

daz

See we the gang, we and blast to maintain
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 till we smuggle the
First reachin for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 plus the to work
Six minutes to be in and get the chips and
Scoot loot, one shot holler and drop
Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in
Got the room hostage, straight no nonsense
The object is stompin accomplished
And had no mercy for the victim
Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it to make me richer

Chorus: deee

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

3: daz

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

daz

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

Verse 4: snoop doggy dogg,

See ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're dealin
And up you bitch ass niggas
I say we eastside, slide forever in a day
The dpg way!
Look here takin your is like taking your bitches
as I spin this is as quick as she get
Nigga I'm a and that's on this
We ain't gon' dip until we get them
We splits the shit up, I folds
Got a army of doggs and soldiers full of loccs
Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of
Banktellers *? * wit my hand around the throat
Reach for my colt but on note
I shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm
Nowhere to run, to hide
I point my pistols at the pig, die die!!!

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

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