Luyện nghe bài hát Rob Me a Nigga

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

[Hook: Freddie
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: Freddie
The liquor got me lurking and looking for a nigga
To set up for my lick
In the Chevy, to roll up the stress, with a Tec
And what he got on his neck, got him a death
It's kinda funny he used to be my nigga tho
We was breaking bread, bricks like a year ago
Shit can get 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 other for a dollar
Cause we want it in the way
Money and bullshit gon walk a marathon
And I ain't scared of killed cause I'm getting mine
And if they ever try to raid, I'm a hit the fuckin pigs the K's
I tryna do a lick of time
all my last money, the bills too high
His jewelry, his game, the wheels too fly
I'm thinking about every time we cruise by
he got like 84 elbows of blue fire
In the basement, muthafuckas still think
I'm a show up and erase 'em, but I ain't gonna chase 'em
I'm a be up in his crib
"Bitch the cash? I can taste it"
Put em on their 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 penitentiary
"Born in world of tears, will die laughing"
Put on the headpiece right above my casket
Still in the game, my batteries still
Bout to put some gas up in my Caprice

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

[Verse 2: Alley
As I look at the charm, thinking of a arm
Seen his watch as he for his car alarm
Bet this hundred round drum pussy 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 wanna flash, I'm a put it to ass
With the K out, ask a nigger, "Where da at? "
Get hit, you die for that rolex?
You can either get your or that watch back
I'm a shoot you point blank, I'm just you think
You can take it as a loss, you can get it
Nigga, buck and get shot, that's the street
I'm you there, do you, that's how the shit go
Just episode, A-K explode
In his head, left a hole
Be a shamed if you died over fake
But that's a lesson, if you out here on fake shit
Come and robbin everyday, know the young hungry
They be murkin for a quarter
Know they a whole fam for the whole thang
All the shooters up in Gary on the thang
All the little homies scrap, so they look
Gun rang out, nigga, see flames
We be so much, now the shit fun
We be lookin for your shit fore your shit
eight hours, nigga round my way
Everyday nigga lookin like a
In this game of or draw nigga
You can be the one get robbed
Or be the one to rob a
But we all gotta eat, so we get no
We gon it out and kill a nigga