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

Verse 1: daz

A nigga mash in the for loot
The commited and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em the cops on pursuit
It's all about cheese, I got the nibblin like
Hop over da corner get fillin up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let them I mean bidness
been tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin
To master a ride out, get to hide out
Count my green, 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 mash and blast to
Weed, money, got us all insane
We the gang, we to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane

Verse 2: deee

Covered in armour, seconds till we smuggle the spot
First motherfucker reachin for the get shot
Got the m-1-6 plus the to work
Six minutes to be in and get the chips and
Scoot loot, one shot they and drop
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 to make me richer

tray deee

See we the gang, we and blast to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane
See we the gang, we mash and to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane
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 late the cops at the and they got to me
the bread out the safe, make I escape
Make a dumb for the moves you make
Kaboom, let the unfold, blast, reload
$70 million out the door, y'know
Me and deee hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the scherm is blood
Let's hit the store, start robbin for
niggas, wreckin niggas right at they front door
Bangin niggas, gankin for what that ain't yours
Hood and none too greater
With the infiltrator bustin on these haters
Stuck in the zone, papers, havin more zone
Finally puttin meat on my (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 mash to
Weed, money, cocaine got us all

Verse 4: snoop doggy dogg,

See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, dealin
And stickin up you ass niggas
I say we ride eastside, slide in a day
The dpg way!
Look takin your shit is like taking your bitches
as I spin this 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, I folds
Got a army full of and soldiers full of loccs
Two spokes witta pocket full of notes
Banktellers *? shout? * wit my hand around the
Reach for my but on another note
I gotta the spot, they just called the cops, hmm
Nowhere to run, to hide
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 crashin
Got all smashin of assassins
Hold up there's the cut (what? ),
back, soon as you look up, nigga dump
See the stick-up, my mind on a on tweak
And I'm dyin wit the homeys before they me
blastin!

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