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 green, killing 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 Tommy coat close line from behind
put the razor to this niggers
Stand still - don't make my hand
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all a Grand Bill
Money's something you should have up
Now your has to dig a grave up - If your one of them bitch
rich, niggas with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered 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
Plus you 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 like it was the end of October
Your life is over. In your pants peeing when I pull out my fucking
three pounds and represent like I'm
I've done more shit than you, you 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 a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
You'll get to the lonely heaven
go around on places I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, for, you fucking work for
think I won't cut your wench throat
I got the shotgun the trench coat
Plus I get greedier, the media eats it up in you
Fucking reporters get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on

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 my wallet! He took my pocket book.
He took my money. That white man over there"