Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

(pack it up)


(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My task is seeing green, killing you being seen
That's the plan, you get up when I stick G
Your shits getting stolen, I'm up on you quickly
I'm your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put a razor to this throat
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a bill
Money is something you should gave up
Now your family has to dig a up - If your one of them bitch
rich, nigger with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a case and faces covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get up with a pound
By a man up as a clown
You'll be dripping lively with no justice you'll die G
you can't identify me

(Kid run it)
(Give it up bitch)
Robbery (Hand it Fuck)

(Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up like a from Cobra, unsober
Wearing the mask like it was the end of
Your life is over, In your pants you're peeing when I out my fucking
pound and represent like I'm skiing
I've done more shit in you, you wanna see rehearse it on you
Try to rob me I'll flip it kid and reverse it on you
Even if you're seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
You'll get to the lonely heaven
Don't go around the places I lurk,
'cause I go berserk, whore, everything you fucking for
Don't think I won't cut your wench
I got a shotgun under the trench
Plus I get greedier, the media eats it up and you
Fucking reporters get when Necro slaughters store owners on video

When I'm thinking there's a face I must bash
and if I'm seen taking the then I'm shaving off my moustache

(Run in herb)
(Put it in the bag fuck)
(Give it to me bitch)
Robbery (Empty pockets and die slut)

(mimicking old woman)
"Oh! They stole my wallet! They my pocket book.
Police? He my money. That white man over there"