Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your destination is a casket, I put on my mask kid
My task is seeing green, killing you being seen
the plan, you'll get swollen up when I stick G
Your shits getting stolen, I'm up on you quickly
I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from
put the razor to this throat
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land all over a Grand Bill
Money's something you should have up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of bitch
Nigga rich, niggas with clothes
get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get 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 can't me

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

(Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up like a villain from Cobra, I'm
Wearing the 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 done more shit than you, you see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me I'll it kid and reverse it on you
Even if only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven
You'll get sent to the lonely
Don't go around on I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, for, everything you fucking for
Don't think I won't cut your throat
I got the shotgun the trench coat
Plus when I get greedier, the eats it up in you
reporters get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video

When I'm wicking there's 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 stole my wallet! He my pocket book.
He took my money. That white man over there"