Luyện nghe bài hát Rob Me a Nigga

[Featuring: Boy & Big K.R.I.T.]

Freddie Gibbs]
Rob me a
Rob me a, rob me a
Cause the bills too high, nigga right here too fly
now I just might rob me a nigga

[Verse 1: Gibbs]
The got me lurking and looking for a lame nigga
To set up for my next
In the Chevy, about to roll up the stress, a Tec
And he got on his neck, got him a death wish
It's kinda funny cause he to be my nigga tho
We was breaking bread, bricks like a year ago
can get into a nigga's head when his digits low
Make you wanna send one of friends to his funeral
me and him was never friends in the first place
Don't a thing cause we share the same birthplace
city, same hood, but we down to kill each other for a dollar
Cause we it in the worst way
Money talk and gon walk a marathon
And I ain't scared of killed cause I'm getting mine
And if ever try to raid, I'm a hit the fuckin pigs with the K's
I ain't tryna do a of time
Spend all my money, the bills too high
His jewelry, his whip game, the too fly
I'm thinking about murder every time we by
Heard he got 84 elbows of blue fire
In the basement, muthafuckas think basic
Thinkin' I'm a up and erase 'em, but I ain't gonna chase 'em
I'm a be up in his crib
"Bitch where the I can taste it"
Put em on their face: you know about kidnapping
And holding a nigga's whole for ransom?
When stomach empty it's easy to understand it
Got me out here them penitentiary chances
"Born in this world of tears, die laughing"
Put that on the headpiece above my casket
in the game, my batteries still lastin
Bout to put gas up in my Caprice Classic

Freddie Gibbs]
Rob me a
Rob me a, rob me a
Bills too high, this nigga right too fly
Right now I might rob me a nigga

2: Alley Boy]
As I look at the charm, of a strong arm
Seen his watch as he for his car alarm
Bet this hundred round drum nigga thinkin twice
he try to run, shots spit, and the cops come
All they seen was my and a black mask
Throw the car round the corner, tinted up no tags
All these niggas flash, I'm a put it to they ass
With the K out, ask a nigger, "Where da at? "
Get hit, you wanna die for rolex?
You can either get your life or that back
I'm a shoot you point blank, I'm hoping you think
You can it as a loss, you can get it back
Nigga, buck and get shot, the street code
I'm leave you there, do you, that's how the go
another episode, A-K explode
In his head, a smoke hole
Be a shamed if you died over fake
But a lesson, if you out here on some fake shit
Come and everyday, know the young nigga hungry
They be murkin for a quarter
Know they kill a fam for the whole thang
All the shooters up in on the same thang
All the little homies scrap, so look plain
Gun shots rang out, nigga, see
We be so much, now the shit fun
We be lookin for your shit fore your come
eight hours, nigga round my way
Everyday nigga like a sitcom
In this game of lose or nigga
You can be the one that get
Or be the one to rob a
But we all eat, so we get no sleep
We gon wait it out and a nigga