Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

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

Verse 1: daz

A nigga mash in the for loot
The robbery's commited and I'm prepared to
Blast em with the cops on
It's all about cheese, I got the like rats
Hop over da corner get fillin up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let them know I mean
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 a small-time dream no mo'
What make the world go round? it's money, cars, bitches and

daz

See we the gang, we mash and to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all
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 motherfucker for the button get shot
Got the plus the clips to work
Six minutes to be in and get the chips and
loot, one shot they holler and drop
Pop the duffle and in dollars 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

Chorus: tray

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 a is for anybody killin in it
For niggas, the g's we be gettin
Watch out when the 9 spit, blast
Too late the at the bank and they got to me
the bread out the safe, make I escape
Make a dumb move for the you make
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast,
$70 million out the door, y'know
Me and tray deee hits deep, hear the *? * and the scherm is blood
Let's hit the store, robbin for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin niggas right at they door
Bangin niggas, niggas for what that ain't yours
Hood and none too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on these gangsta
in the zone, havin papers, havin more zone
Finally puttin on my bones (at ease)

daz

See we the gang, we and blast to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane (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, killin, we're dealin
And up you bitch ass niggas
I say we eastside, slide forever in a day
The dpg way!
Look takin your shit is like taking your bitches
Quick as I spin is as quick as she get
Nigga I'm a ridah and on this
We ain't gon' dip until we get them
We splits the shit up, what I
Got a army full of doggs and soldiers of loccs
Two hundred spokes witta pocket of notes
*? shout? * wit my hand around the throat
Reach for my colt but on another
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 saggin, unload the magnum
dashin, dippin wit the cash-in
The blastin, cop cars crashin
Got all smashin hearts of
Hold up there's the cut (what? ),
Cock back, soon as you up, nigga dump
See the stick-up, my mind on a on tweak
And I'm dyin wit the homeys they catch me
blastin!

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