Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

Let's get paid tray
(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? )
Everybody lay the down!!!!

Verse 1: daz

A nigga mash in the bank for
The robbery's commited and I'm to shoot
Blast em the cops on pursuit
It's all cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Hop over da corner get them 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 out, get ghost to hide out
Count my green, my team
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 and blast to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane
We the gang, we to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all

Verse 2: tray

Covered in armour, five seconds till we the spot
First reachin for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 the clips to work
Six to be in and get the chips and skirt
Scoot loot, one shot they holler and
Pop the duffle and shovel in in knots
Got the room hostage, straight no nonsense
The object is stompin accomplished
And never had no mercy for the
Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it take to me richer

tray deee

See we the gang, we mash and blast to
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 forgetten a is for anybody killin in it
For them niggas, the g's we be
Watch out when the 9 spit, blast
Too late the cops at the and they got to me
Empty the bread out the safe, I escape
a dumb move for the moves you make
Kaboom, let the unfold, blast, reload
$70 out the back door, y'know
Me and tray hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the scherm is blood
Let's hit the store, robbin for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at front door
Bangin niggas, niggas for what that ain't yours
Hood and none too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on gangsta haters
in the zone, havin papers, havin more zone
Finally meat on my bones (at ease)

daz

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

4: snoop doggy dogg, kurupt

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

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

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