Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

Eh yo, eh yo, Ice
get it twisted, we'll shoot yo' ass, nigga

Y'all mothafuckas got about seconds to live

Yo, it's a new year, bitch, and I'm over
My whole crew here, bitch and the is over
My niggas told me this soldier
If rap don't work, get back to that soda

On the strip tryin' to catch cake than Oprah
I got clips that'll leave you with ya face on a
I talk and I'm sprayin' the toaster
Sparkin' shoot outs and poppin' off shit the way I'm supposed to

You the type to go up North straight scrappin' a butt
And ain't nuttin' worse than gettin' shot as as you woke up
You got work? I'll be rapin' ya
I'm takin' his pack and his back and makin' him throw up
the draft's like a bomb and I'm waitin' to blow up
I'll cash on ya mom's and turn her frame to donuts

Yo, yo, yo
Eh yo, I'm blazin' hot, never or flop
battle? Name ya price, I'ma raise the pot
Put ya car on the line, I'ma ya drop
Put ya jewels up, I'ma ya chain and watch

like I hard ball and you, you play soft
Just call me the Hitler when I spit about off
Shots'll rip ya face off, ya heard me?
Beat you black and blue a Hitman jersey

P.C. never known to play games
I spray things that'll ya brain
I cock and aim, you, pop ya dame
Only reason that I came through's to lock the

Yo, time to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them come confront you?
You stand firm or be the bitch you is?
you grab the guns or run into the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

It's to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' when them dogs come confront you?
You stand firm or be the bitch you is?
you grab the guns or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

Y'all niggas see me eatin' all of ya
Don't a fuck about ya background, shit about the songs you make
And I know you see the draw on the
Lookin' stupid with a vest on, bullets might draw on ya face

call me Alexander Sean the Great
'Cuz ya bitch said she love the way the dick talk all in the
I this bank money, throw me the safe
All these killas involved, the cops'll fuck around and chalk the

Yo, they wonder why we with crooks
is take free, I see not used to money off the books
Broke faggot nigga in a jukes
I'm a pirate in this rap shit, I leave you off the hook

What the fuck you gon' do we run in ya crib?
Either we leavin' with the or we gon' leave with yo' kids
And we only got hours to
So give up the ransom or find they ass up under the

never been afraid, so keep lookin' niggas
'Cuz rob yo' ass faster than some Brooklyn niggas
Yo this rap game twisted, everybody
Everybody killas now and nobody leakin'

Smoke a lot of so I don't like to fight
But I might go upside ya fuckin' head a pipe
Got a bulldog, not do he bark he bite
Give a fuck about a hood, it ain't safe at
You

Yo, it's time to die, who you run to?
Who you call when them dogs come confront you?
You stand or be the bitch that you is?
Would you the guns or run to the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

It's time to die, who you run to?
Who you gon' call when them dogs come you?
You firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka,

I'm you, man
motherfuckers, man
That niggas is really fuckin' me off
Who you run to?

Fuckin' you gon' go call when I put this
Fo' fo' long in yo' motherfuckin' mouth,
Shot in yo'
Who the fuck you call?
Call the