Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your destination is a casket, when I put on my kid
My task is green, killing you without being seen
That's the plan, get swollen up when I stick G
shits getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the to this niggers throat
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a Grand
Money's something you have gave up
Now your family has to dig a up - If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich, with fancy clothes
get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting that has a frown, get messed up with the pound
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be tripping magenta with no justice 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
Wearing the mask like it was the end of
Your life is over. In pants you're peeing when I pull out my fucking
three pounds and like I'm skiing
I've done more shit than you, you see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to rob me I'll flip it kid and reverse it on you
Even if you're seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
get sent to the lonely heaven
Don't go around on places I lurk,
'cause I go berserk, for, everything you work for
Don't think I won't cut wench throat
I got the shotgun under the coat
when I get greedier, the media eats it up in you
Fucking get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video

When I'm wicking there's always a on my bash
And if I'm seen taking the then I'm shaving 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 stole my wallet! He took my book.
Police? He took my money. That man over there"