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, this nigga here too fly
Right now I just rob me a nigga

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

[Hook: Gibbs]
Rob me a
Rob me a, rob me a
Bills too high, this nigga here too fly
Right now I might rob me a nigga

[Verse 2: 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
Fore he try to run, shots spit, and the cops
All seen was my golds and a black mask
Throw the car the corner, tinted up with no tags
All these niggas flash, I'm a put it to they ass
the K out, ask a nigger, "Where da sack at? "
Get hit, you wanna die for rolex?
You can either get your life or that watch
I'm a shoot you point blank, I'm hoping you think
You can take it as a loss, you can get it
Nigga, and get shot, that's the street code
I'm leave you there, do you, that's how the go
another episode, A-K explode
In his head, left a hole
Be a if you died over fake shit
But that's a lesson, if you out here on some fake
Come and robbin everyday, know the young hungry
They be murkin for a brick
Know they kill a whole fam for the thang
All the up in Gary on the same thang
All the little homies scrap, so they look
Gun shots rang out, nigga, see
We be so much, now the shit fun
We be lookin for shit fore your shit come
Forty hours, nigga round my way
nigga lookin like a sitcom
In game of lose or draw nigga
You can be the one get robbed
Or be the one to rob a
But we all eat, so we get no sleep
We gon it out and kill a nigga