Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

Let's get paid deee
(shit else we gon' do? )
Hit shit!
(fuck it, gonna go thru wit it)
That's I'm sayin!
(we're everybody in this motherfucker, daz
That's when we gonna go after the cheese, ya )
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 over da corner get fillin up my sack
Pistol a couple and let them know I mean bidness
been tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin
To master a out, get ghost to hide out
my green, enforce my team
It ain't a small-time no mo'
What make the world go round? money, cars, bitches and dough

daz

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

Verse 2: deee

in armour, five seconds till we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 the clips to work
Six minutes to be in and get the chips and
Scoot loot, one shot holler and drop
Pop the duffle and in dollars in knots
Got the whole room hostage, straight no
The object is stompin profits
And never had no for the victim
Die, motherfucker, die if what it take to make me richer

Chorus: deee

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

3: daz

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

daz

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

4: snoop doggy dogg, kurupt

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

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

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