Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

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

Verse 1: daz

A mash in the bank for loot
The commited and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em with the cops on
all about cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Hop over da get them fillin up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let know I mean bidness
Niggas been tryin ta get in for years, I mean
To a ride out, get ghost to hide out
my green, enforce my team
It a small-time dream no mo'
What make the world go 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, got us all insane

2: tray deee

Covered in armour, five till we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker reachin for the get shot
Got the plus the clips to work
Six minutes to be in and get the chips and
Scoot loot, one they holler and drop
Pop the and shovel in dollars in knots
Got the whole room hostage, 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 and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all
See we the gang, we mash and blast to
Weed, money, got us all insane
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 at the bank and they got to me
Empty the bread out the safe, make I
Make a dumb move for the you make
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast,
$70 out the back door, y'know
Me and tray deee hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the is blood
Let's hit the store, start robbin for
Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas at they front door
Bangin niggas, gankin for what that ain't yours
Hood operator and too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta
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 to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane

Verse 4: snoop dogg, kurupt

See we're ridin, 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 shit is like taking your bitches
Quick as I 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, what I
Got a full of doggs and soldiers full of loccs
Two hundred spokes witta pocket full of
Banktellers *? * wit my hand around the throat
for my colt but on another note
I shake the spot, they just called the cops, hmm
to run, nowhere to hide
I point my pistols at the pig, die die!!!

All the homeys saggin, unload the
E'rybody dashin, dippin wit the
The homeboys blastin, cop cars
Got all smashin of assassins
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 dyin wit the before they catch me
blastin!

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