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 green, killing you without being seen
That's the plan, you get swollen up I stick G
Your shits getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you
I'm taking your Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put a razor to this throat
Stand still - don't make my kill
Fuck around, end up in a land all over a Grand bill
Money is you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of them
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 villain from Cobra,
Wearing the like it was the end of October
Your life is over, In your you're 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 flip it kid and reverse it on you
Even if you're only seven 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, you fucking work 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 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 shaving off my

(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"