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

On the strip tryin' to catch more cake than
I got that'll leave 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 butt
And ain't nuttin' worse than gettin' shot as as you woke up
You got work? I'll be ya dolja
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 cash on ya mom's and turn her frame to donuts

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

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

P.C. never been known to 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 when them dogs come you?
You stand or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the guns or run the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

It's time to die, who you run to?
Who you gon' call when them come confront you?
You firm or be the bitch that 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 a vest on, these bullets might draw on ya face

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

Yo, wonder why we hang 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 niggas off the

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

'Lite never been afraid, so keep niggas
I'll 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 go upside ya fuckin' head with a pipe
Got a bulldog, not do he bark he bite
Give a fuck about a hood, it ain't at night
You

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

time 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?

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

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