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 to live

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

On the strip tryin' to catch more cake Oprah
I got clips that'll leave you ya face on a poster
I slick and I'm sprayin' the toaster
Sparkin' shoot 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 I'll be rapin' ya dolja
I'm takin' his pack and breakin' his back and makin' him up
'Cuz the draft's 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, haze or flop
Wanna Name ya price, I'ma raise the pot
Put ya car on the line, I'ma ya drop
Put ya jewels up, I'ma ya chain and watch

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

P.C. never been known to play
I spray things that'll ya brain
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 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 call when them dogs come confront you?
You stand firm or be the that you is?
Would you grab the or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

niggas 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 draw on the
stupid with a vest on, these bullets might draw on ya face

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

Yo, they 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?
we leavin' with 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 never been afraid, so keep niggas
'Cuz I'll rob yo' ass faster than some Brooklyn
Yo rap game twisted, everybody beefin'
Everybody killas now and ain't leakin'

a lot of weed 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
a fuck about a hood, it ain't safe at night
You

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

It's to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them 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 fuckin' me off
Who you run to?

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