Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

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

Y'all mothafuckas got about seconds to live

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 bakin' soda

On the strip tryin' to catch cake than Oprah
I got that'll leave you with ya face on a poster
I talk and I'm sprayin' the toaster
shoot outs and start poppin' off shit the way I'm supposed 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? I'll be ya dolja
I'm his pack and breakin' his back and makin' him throw up
'Cuz the draft's like a and I'm waitin' to blow up
I'll take cash on ya mom's and her frame to donuts

Yo, yo, yo
Eh yo, I'm blazin' hot, haze 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, take ya chain and watch

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

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

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

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?
you grab the guns or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

Y'all see me eatin' all of ya plate
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 on, these bullets might draw on ya face

They call me Alexander 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 the place

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

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

'Lite been afraid, so keep lookin' niggas
'Cuz I'll rob yo' ass faster than some niggas
Yo this rap game twisted, everybody
Everybody now and ain't nobody leakin'

a lot of weed so I don't like to fight
But I might go 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, it's time to die, who you run to?
Who you gon' when them dogs come confront you?
You stand or be the bitch that you is?
you grab the guns or run to the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

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

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

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