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, you without being seen
the plan, you get swollen up when I stick G
Your shits stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put a razor to this niggers
still - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all a Grand 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 by a mental case and faces covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting that has a frown, get messed up with a pound
By a man up as a clown
You'll be majenta 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 peeing when I pull out my fucking
three and represent like I'm skiing
done more shit in you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me I'll it kid and reverse it on you
Even if only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
get sent to the lonely heaven
Don't go around the I lurk, whore
I go berserk, whore, everything you fucking work for
Don't think I cut your wench throat
I got a shotgun under the trench
when I get greedier, the media eats it up and you
Fucking reporters get boneless when slaughters store owners on video

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

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

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