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, killing you without 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 Tommy Hilfiger coat close from behind
put a razor to this throat
Stand still - don't make my kill
Fuck around, end up in a fill all over a Grand bill
Money is something you should have up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of them
rich, nigger with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental and faces covered with pantyhose
I'm anyone 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 you dressed up like a villain 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 pound and like I'm skiing
I've done more shit in you, you see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me flip it kid and reverse it on you
Even if you're only seven you'll a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
get sent to the lonely heaven
Don't go around the I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, whore, everything you work for
Don't think I cut your wench throat
I got a shotgun under the coat
Plus when I get greedier, the media it up and you
Fucking reporters get boneless when Necro slaughters store owners on

When I'm thinking there's always a face I bash
and if I'm taking the green 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 my wallet! They took my pocket book.
He took my money. That white man over there"