Luyện nghe bài hát Rob And Vic

*two gun

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

How nigs did we get so far?
I care to count
Just snatch em up
If he scream, put him out
I put the to his face 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, without carin
If money speak, that the voices I've been hearin
You really have to kill him
Yo God he moved -- but I
Damn, there's our sick stick-up homicide
So? That's the way our died
Is you with me slide

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

Chorus:

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

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

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

on our way there, I'm feelin bad
Yo kid say that
That's when we heads
with vicks that we stuck 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 windshield, they ain't wearin shield
Hit the kid behind the steering wheel *car horn* it's the way I
In a to kill I wanna watch him DIE
and chill
We got bigger fish to fry, two L's
in a Bed-Stuy elevator, got off the floor
Water hit the skull, ready THE DOOR
off the
Bust right
Only thing I saw was a four-four
His gun
He to run and, reach for a knife
him in the leg
So about your life
and me where the loot's at
He said, "I'll tell you just shoot black!"
With the of fear, dragged him down six flight of stairs
to the basement, and in someway, he had a door in the pavement
Smacked him with the gun, him out the way
Had to be at 500 K
Now hear come the bitch, bout her share of the wealth
So we put her and the out
and we for self

Yo, we came off!

The was splendid
'Cept we got all this money, and can't even it
Shh, let's
Yea yea
And be outta place
So much and shit we did it's hard to show our face
So we bounced out of town and went to Miami
Cause most those cats we crabbed was like
Now me and you beefin, nah it be true
It all started all we had was just me and you
Now a different person is what I'm startin to see in you
when we had the new Lex
with the two Techs, rollin to the duplex, drinkin
Thinkin bout, 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 your brother, you got a gun in my see
What??!
How can one tiny mistake, make you me
Fuck that! You cut a side deal, that's why raided the block
Now how the fuck I'm 'sposed to the undercover was a cop
Son you been fuckin with niggaz!
Look just put the gun and let this bullshit slide
Nigga I ain't puttin SHIT
I'm tellin you let's chill man
FUCK NIGGA!
It don't gotta be way man
NIGGA? IT GOTTA BE THIS WAY!
IT DON'T GOTTA BE LIKE MAN!
IT BE NIGGA!
THEN GO AHEAD AND THE TRIGGER!!
THINK I WON'T? YOU!
YOU KNOW YOU GON' DO IT!
FUCK YOU! blasts*

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