Luyện nghe bài hát Rob And Vic

gun shots*

It's a about two brothers, Rob and Vic
up in the world alone
God forgot them, hmm
Forced to fend for
In the Rotten Apples of New York
This story takes place, in

How many did we get so far?
I couldn't care to
Just em up quick
If he scream, put him out
I put the heat to his to SHUT HIM UP
so I can dig him out
Went in his pockets and got the in some big amounts
I looked him cold in his eyes, *blast* without carin
If money speak, that explain the voices been hearin
You ain't really to kill him
Yo God he moved -- but I
Damn, there's our stick-up turned homicide
So? the way our momma died
Is you with me I'ma

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

*sung*

For the love of money, people will rob from 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 face I see I think he me

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

on our way there, I'm bad vibes
Yo kid say that
when we bumped heads
with vicks that we stuck from way back, up on
The way them niggaz lookin God they drivin mad
Yo don't panic, me

I jump and bust em
Shots through they windshield, they ain't shield
Hit the kid behind the steering wheel *car it's the way I feel
In a to kill I wanna watch him DIE
Wait and
We got bigger fish to fry, two L's
in a elevator, got off the fifth floor
Water hit the skull, KICK THE DOOR
off the
Bust right
Only thing I saw was a nigga
His gun
He tried to run and, reach for a
him in the leg
So think about life
and tell me where the at
He said, "I'll tell you don't shoot black!"
With the sight of fear, dragged him down six flight of
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 the bitch, talkin bout 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 even it
Shh, let's
Yea yea
And be outta this
So much and shit we did it's hard to show our face
So we out of town and went down to Miami
Cause most cats we crabbed was like family
Now me and you beefin, nah it be true
It all started when all we had was 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, Stout
Thinkin bout, what we do next, we used to work tight
Half-assed cars, to dirt bikes
Hopin will go right, with the snow white
and in number spots that flow all
Up to day it was all tight
Man, THAT!
You my brother 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 money me?
What you think, I'm brother, you got a gun in my face see
What??!
How can one tiny mistake, make you me
Fuck that! You cut a side deal, why they raided the block
Now how the fuck I'm 'sposed to the undercover was a cop
Son you been fuckin them niggaz!
Look just put down the gun and let this slide
I ain't puttin down SHIT
I'm you let's just chill man
FUCK NIGGA!
It don't be this way man
NIGGA? IT GOTTA BE THIS WAY!
IT DON'T BE LIKE THIS MAN!
IT BE NIGGA!
THEN GO AHEAD AND THE TRIGGER!!
THINK I WON'T? YOU!
YOU YOU AIN'T GON' DO IT!
FUCK YOU! blasts*

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