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 seeing green, you without being seen
the plan, you'll get swollen up when I stick G
Your shits stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the razor to this niggers
Stand still - don't make my kill
around, end up in a land fill all over a Grand Bill
Money's something you should gave up
Now your family has to dig a up - If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich, niggas with fancy
You'll get attacked by a mental and strangers covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get messed up the pound
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be magenta lively with no justice you'll die G
Plus you can't me

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

(Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up a villain 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
three and represent like I'm skiing
I've done more than you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me flip it kid and reverse it on you
Even if you're seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
You'll get to the lonely heaven
Don't go around on places I lurk,
I go berserk, for, everything you fucking 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 reporters get boners when slaughters store owners on video

When I'm there's always a face on my bash
And if I'm taking the green then 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 my wallet! He took my pocket book.
Police? He took my money. white man over there"