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, gonna go thru wit it)
That's I'm sayin!
(we're everybody in this motherfucker, daz
That's when we gonna go the cheese, ya ready? )
lay the fuck down!!!!

Verse 1: daz

A nigga in the bank for loot
The robbery's and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em with the on pursuit
It's all cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Hop over da corner get them up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let them I mean bidness
Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I killin
To master a out, get ghost to hide out
Count my green, enforce my
It a small-time dream no mo'
make the world go round? 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

Verse 2: tray

Covered in armour, five till we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 plus the clips to
Six minutes to be in and get the and skirt
Scoot loot, one they holler and drop
Pop the duffle and in dollars in knots
Got the room hostage, straight no nonsense
The is stompin accomplished profits
And never had no for the victim
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, cocaine got us all
See we the gang, we mash and blast to
Weed, money, cocaine got us all
We the gang!

3: daz

G's that a is for anybody killin in it
For them niggas, the g's we be
Watch out when the 9 spit, irrapidly
Too the cops at the bank and they got to me
Empty the out the safe, make I escape
Make a dumb move for the moves you
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast,
$70 million out the back door,
Me and tray deee hits deep, hear the *? * and the scherm is blood
hit the store, start robbin for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at front door
Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for that ain't yours
Hood and none too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on 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

Verse 4: doggy dogg, kurupt

See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, 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 taking your bitches
Quick as I spin this is as as she get
Nigga I'm a ridah and on this
We ain't dip until we get them chips
We splits the shit up, what I
Got a army of doggs and soldiers full of loccs
Two hundred spokes pocket full of notes
Banktellers *? shout? * wit my around the throat
Reach for my but on another note
I gotta shake the spot, they just the cops, hmm
Nowhere to run, nowhere to
I my pistols at the pig, die motherfucker die!!!

All the homeys saggin, the magnum
E'rybody dashin, wit the cash-in
The homeboys blastin, cop cars
Got all smashin of assassins
Hold up there's the cut (what? ),
Cock back, soon as you look up, nigga
See the stick-up, my mind on a on tweak
And I'm dyin wit the homeys before catch me
blastin!

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