Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

Eh yo, eh yo, Ice
Don't get it twisted, shoot yo' ass, nigga

Y'all mothafuckas got about fifteen seconds to

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

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

You the to go up North straight scrappin' a sore butt
And ain't nuttin' than gettin' shot as soon as you woke up
You got work? I'll be ya dolja
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
Wanna battle? Name ya price, I'ma the pot
Put ya car on the line, take ya drop
Put ya jewels up, I'ma take ya and watch

It's like I hard ball and you, you soft
Just me the Hitler when I spit about eight off
Shots'll rip ya off, nigga ya heard me?
Beat you black and blue like a Hitman

P.C. never been to play games
I spray that'll re-arrange ya brain
I cock and aim, you, pop ya dame
Only that I came through's to lock the game

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

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

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

They call me Alexander the Great
'Cuz ya bitch she love the way the dick talk all in the cake
I need this money, throw me the safe
All these killas involved, the fuck around and chalk the place

Yo, they why we hang with crooks
Shit is free, I see not used to money off the books
Broke faggot caught in a jukes
I'm a pirate in this rap shit, I you niggas off the hook

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

'Lite never been afraid, so keep niggas
'Cuz I'll rob yo' ass faster than some Brooklyn
Yo this rap game twisted, everybody
Everybody now and ain't nobody leakin'

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

Yo, time to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when dogs come confront you?
You firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the or run to the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

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

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

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