Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

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

Y'all mothafuckas got fifteen seconds to live

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

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

You the to go up North straight scrappin' a sore butt
And ain't nuttin' worse gettin' shot as soon as you woke up
You got work? I'll be rapin' ya
I'm takin' his pack and breakin' his back and him throw up
'Cuz the draft's like a bomb and I'm to blow up
I'll take 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, raise the pot
Put ya car on the line, I'ma take ya
Put ya jewels up, I'ma take ya 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 like a Hitman jersey

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

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

It's to die, who you gon' 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 get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

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

They me Alexander Sean the Great
'Cuz ya bitch said she the way the dick talk all in the cake
I need this bank money, me the safe
All killas involved, the cops'll fuck around and chalk the place

Yo, they wonder why we with crooks
Shit is take free, I see not to money off the books
Broke faggot nigga caught in a
I'm a pirate in rap shit, I leave 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' leave with yo'
And we got hours to live
So give up the ransom or find they ass up under the

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

Yo, it's time to die, who you run to?
Who you call when them dogs come confront you?
You stand firm or be the bitch you is?
you grab the guns or run to 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 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 I put this motherfuckin'
Fo' fo' long in yo' mouth, boy?
in yo' face
Who the fuck you gon'
Call the