Luyện nghe bài hát Rob And Vic

*two gun

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

How many did we get so far?
I couldn't to count
Just snatch em up
If he scream, put him out
I put the heat to his face to 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 speak, that explain the voices I've been hearin
You really have to kill him
Yo God he -- but I lied
Damn, there's our 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 edge no place to go
We can't go back to the we stuck up everyone we know

*sung*

For the of money, people will rob from each other
For the love of money, people will steal their mother
For the love of money, 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 gettin from this large cat
But since we know where he rest at -- we Bogart!
Son frontin so
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
That's when we heads
with vicks that we stuck from way back, up on
The way them niggaz lookin God they mad frantic
Yo don't panic, me

I jump back and em
Shots through they windshield, they wearin 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 to fry, two L's later
in a elevator, got off the fifth floor
hit the skull, ready KICK THE DOOR
off the
Bust right
Only I saw was a nigga four-four
His gun
He tried to run and, for a knife
him in the leg
So think your life
and tell me the loot's at
He said, "I'll you just don't shoot black!"
With the sight of fear, dragged him down six flight of
to the basement, and in someway, he had a door in the pavement
Smacked him 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, disappear
Yea yea
And be outta this
So dirt and shit we did it's hard to show our face
So we bounced out of and went down to Miami
Cause most those cats we 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 person is what I'm startin to see in you
when we had the new Lex
with the two Techs, rollin to the duplex, Stout
Thinkin bout, what we gonna do next, we used to tight
Half-assed cars, down to dirt
Hopin everything will go right, with the snow
and in number spots that all night
Up to day it was all tight
Man, THAT!
You my little brother and we came out the pussy
but I'ma kill you, you dummy, you UP MY MONEY!
Nah, the fucked YOU up
to say the money changed 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, 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 just put down the gun and let this slide
Nigga I ain't down SHIT
I'm tellin you let's chill man
THAT NIGGA!
It gotta be this way man
WHAT NIGGA? IT BE THIS WAY!
IT DON'T GOTTA BE LIKE MAN!
IT BE NIGGA!
THEN GO AHEAD AND THE TRIGGER!!
THINK I FUCK YOU!
YOU KNOW YOU GON' DO IT!
YOU! *gun blasts*

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