Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My is seeing green, killing you without being seen
That's the plan, get swollen up when I stick G
Your getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line behind
put the razor to this throat
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all a Grand Bill
Money's something you have gave up
Now your has to dig a grave up - If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich, niggas with fancy
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers with pantyhose
I'm anyone that 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 from Cobra, I'm sober
Wearing the mask it was the end of October
Your life is over. In your pants you're peeing I pull out my fucking
pounds and represent 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 only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja
You'll get sent to the lonely
Don't go around on I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, for, everything you fucking for
think I won't cut your wench throat
I got the shotgun under the trench
Plus when I get greedier, the media it up in you
reporters get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video

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

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

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