Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My task is seeing green, killing you without seen
That's the plan, you'll get up when I stick G
Your getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the razor to niggers throat
Stand still - don't make my kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all a Grand Bill
Money's something you have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If one of them bitch
rich, niggas with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone has a frown, get messed up with the pound
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be tripping magenta lively with no you'll die G
you can't identify me

(Kid running)
(Give it up bitch)
Robbery (Hand it Fuck)

(Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up like a villain Cobra, I'm sober
the mask like it was the end of October
Your life is over. In your pants you're when I pull out my fucking
pounds and represent like I'm skiing
I've more shit than you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me I'll flip it kid and it on you
Even if you're only seven you'll become a victim quicker Sonja Preven
You'll get to the lonely heaven
Don't go on places I lurk, whore
I go berserk, for, everything you fucking work for
Don't I won't cut your wench throat
I got the shotgun under the coat
Plus when I get greedier, the media it up in you
reporters get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video

When I'm there's always a face on my bash
And if I'm seen taking the green then I'm off my moustache!

(Run it herb)
(Put it in the bag punk)
(Give it to me bitch)
Robbery (Empty your and die son)

(talking an old woman)
"Oh! He my wallet! He took my pocket book.
Police? He my money. That white man over there"