Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

(pack it up)


(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your destination is a casket, when I put on my kid
My task is seeing green, you without being seen
That's the plan, you get swollen up I stick G
shits getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put a razor to this niggers
Stand still - don't my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a Grand
Money is something you should have up
Now your family has to dig a up - If your one of them bitch
Nigger rich, with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and faces 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 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 a villain from Cobra, unsober
Wearing the mask it was the end of October
Your life is over, In your pants you're when I pull out my fucking
three pound and represent I'm skiing
I've more shit in you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me flip it kid and reverse it on you
if you're only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
You'll get sent to the lonely
Don't go around the places I lurk,
'cause I go berserk, whore, you fucking work for
Don't think I won't cut wench throat
I got a shotgun under the trench
Plus when I get greedier, the eats it up and you
Fucking reporters get boneless Necro slaughters store owners on video

When I'm thinking there's always a I must bash
and if I'm seen taking the green 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"