Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

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

Y'all mothafuckas got about fifteen to live

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

On the strip to catch more cake than Oprah
I got clips that'll you with ya face on a poster
I talk slick and I'm sprayin' the
Sparkin' shoot outs and start poppin' off shit the way I'm to

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

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

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

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

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

Y'all see me eatin' all of ya plate
give a fuck about ya background, shit about the songs you make
And I know you see the on the waist
Lookin' stupid with a vest on, these bullets might on ya face

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

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

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

'Lite been afraid, so keep lookin' niggas
'Cuz I'll rob yo' ass faster than some Brooklyn
Yo rap game twisted, everybody beefin'
killas 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 only do he he bite
Give a fuck about a hood, it ain't at night
You

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

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

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