Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

destination is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My task is green, killing you without being seen
That's the plan, you'll get swollen up when I G
Your getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat line from behind
put the razor to this niggers
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a fill all over a Grand Bill
something you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of them
Nigga rich, niggas fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get messed up with the
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be magenta lively 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 from Cobra, I'm
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 represent I'm skiing
I've more shit than you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me flip it kid and reverse it on you
if you're only 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,
'cause I go berserk, for, everything you work for
think I won't cut your wench throat
I got the shotgun under the coat
Plus when I get greedier, the 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 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 my pocket book.
Police? He took my money. That man over there"