Luyện nghe bài hát Rob And Vic

*two gun

It's a about two brothers, Rob and Vic
Grew up in the alone
God forgot them, hmm
Forced to for themselves
In the Apples of New York City
This story place, in 1993

How nigs did we get so far?
I couldn't care to
Just snatch em up
If he scream, put him out
I put the heat to his to SHUT HIM UP
so I can dig him out
in his pockets and got the cash in some big amounts
I looked him dead cold in his eyes, *blast* carin
If money speak, that the voices I've been hearin
You ain't really to kill him
Yo God he -- but I lied
Damn, our sick stick-up turned homicide
So? That's the way our momma
Is you me I'ma slide

So we slid, had to get our gameplan
Cause this little bit of loot ain't lastin us forever
Desperate, on the with no place to go
We can't go back to the we stuck up everyone we know

Chorus:

For the love of money, will rob from each other
For the love of money, people steal from their mother
For the love of money, people will their own brother..

Now everytime I a fuckin siren, my heart skip a beat
I'm paranoid, every I see I think he after me

we was supposed to be gettin from this large cat
But since we where he rest at -- we goin Bogart!
Son so hard
Heard he had a hundred G's on his Gold Card
His crab wife showed me mad in her blouse
She he the mad stash at the house
Couldn't pass up a jooks like anyday

on our way there, I'm feelin bad
Yo kid say that
That's we bumped heads
with vicks that we from way back, up on Atlantic
The way them niggaz lookin God drivin mad frantic
Yo don't panic, me

I jump back and em
Shots through they windshield, they ain't wearin
Hit the kid behind the steering wheel *car horn* it's the way I
In a state to kill I wanna him DIE
Wait and
We got bigger to fry, two L's later
in a elevator, got off the fifth floor
Water hit the skull, ready THE DOOR
off the
shots right
Only I saw was a nigga four-four
His gun
He tried to run and, reach for a
him in the leg
So think about life
and tell me the loot's at
He said, "I'll tell you don't shoot black!"
With the of fear, dragged him down six flight of stairs
to the basement, and in someway, he had a trap door in the
him with the gun, kicked him out the way
Had to be at 500 K
Now hear come the bitch, talkin her share of the wealth
So we put her and the out
and we for self

Yo, we came off!

The plan was
'Cept we got all this money, and can't spend it
Shh, let's
Yea yea
And be this place
So much and shit we did it's hard to show our face
So we bounced out of and went down to Miami
Cause those cats we crabbed was like family
Now me and you beefin, nah it be true
It all started all we had was just me and you
Now a whole different is what I'm startin to see in you
'Member we had the new Lex
with the two Techs, rollin to the duplex, drinkin
bout, what we gonna do next, we used to work tight
Half-assed cars, down to dirt
Hopin everything will go right, the snow white
and in number spots flow all night
Up to this day it was all
Man, THAT!
You my little and we came out the same pussy
but I'ma kill you, you dummy, you UP MY MONEY!
Nah, the fucked YOU up
Tryin to say the changed me?
What you think, I'm brother, you got a gun in my face see
What??!
How can one tiny mistake, you wannaerase me
Fuck that! You cut a side deal, that's why they the block
Now how the I'm 'sposed to know the undercover was a cop
Son you been fuckin with niggaz!
Look put down the gun and let this bullshit slide
I ain't puttin down SHIT
I'm tellin you let's just man
FUCK NIGGA!
It gotta be this way man
NIGGA? IT GOTTA BE THIS WAY!
IT GOTTA BE LIKE THIS MAN!
IT BE NIGGA!
THEN GO AND PULL THE TRIGGER!!
THINK I FUCK YOU!
YOU YOU AIN'T GON' DO IT!
FUCK YOU! *gun

Chorus cont. with - Don't let money change you.. - before