Luyện nghe bài hát Robbin' Hood (Cause it Ain't All Good)

My job is to tell it it is
See who the fuck I'ma today
Nigga broke, shit and early in the mornin'
Today I'm going to tell you the of Robin Hood

At last, grab my ski-mask out the
Now see how big did my balls get?
I my teeth, it takes a thief
Swervin' 'cause I'm to roll up the chronic leaf

At a sign, I take a hit and hold it in
I cough, now I'm off
down the two-lane highway
It's all bad, thinkin' 'bout shit I had

Pass through the W.S.
Knowin' I can do my in Westwood
Cut off by a BM, driven by a yuppie
He up his finger like fuck me

Now I gotta follow him home, with my
Send him to the Twilight Zone, on
Niggaz say I'm gone I'm fuckin' with the rich
Say what but all full of bitch, yeah

Don't a snitch so I'm rollin' solo
In a bucket, no it ain't a low, low
He up to a seven bedroom, eight bath
Oh yeah, got to feel the wrath

Pistol to the neck, turn off the Westec
And when you're rollin' have mo' respect,
Tied his ass up and took everything I
A nigga robbin', mobbin', back to the hood

All my niggaz love the of
All my niggaz the adventures of
All my niggaz love the of
Robbin' Hood 'cause it ain't all

All my niggaz love the of
All my love the adventures of
All my love the adventures of
Robbin' Hood 'cause it ain't all

two-eleven is my favorite number
Fuck 'cause I be Robbin' like the Boy Wonder
Holy bandit, leave yo' ass stranded and you that
Unhook the LoJack, cellular phone under the mat

They wanna say that it's
Actin' like your ninety-five Coupe is fo'
Beirut they wanna me like a terrorist
But I don't give a 'cause I'm takin' care of this

Trigger finger got
Heard your sisters, you be rollin' on the twisters
Now when we meet, I can make your heart
And you feel so neat

Or you can get us
Twenties out the ATM, take all of them, give 'em up
I'm of the Slim Jim, it's the incredible
Nine-oh-two-one-oh, is where I'm foe

Don't need no Merry Men, I fuck and bury them
If they told, what I
Motherfuckers got to know I'm lethal
Steal from the and slide it to my people

All my niggaz the adventures of
All my niggaz the adventures of
All my niggaz the adventures of
Robbin' Hood it ain't all good

I stalk ass people like Hudson Hawk
Bitch don't talk, let's take a
Nigga got nuttin' to lose, you know the
The purse and the jewels or the eleven o'clock

Which one? gun to the titties
scared devils move from my city
With the strong-arm, the long arm of the law
Bitch count to ten and who you saw, hurry up

Had to clock her with the
'Cause husband's a thief with an S and L scandal
feel bad if you're stuck up
Nobody move, nobody get, shut the up

I'm nervous, quick to serve
Heat in yo' meat, make blood skeet
A just tryin' to get on his feet
So hurry up, rich bitch, I twitch

She said, "Don't rape me and kill me"
don't want to fuck, yo' filthy ass
Just me the cash and we good
All I wanna do is rob you on my way to the

All my love the adventures of
All my niggaz the adventures of
All my niggaz love the of
Robbin' Hood 'cause it all good

All my niggaz the adventures of
All my love the adventures of
All my niggaz the adventures of
Robbin' 'cause it ain't all good

All my niggaz love the of
All my niggaz the adventures of
All my niggaz love the of
Robbin' Hood 'cause it ain't all

All my niggaz love the of
All my love the adventures of
All my love the adventures of
Robbin' Hood it ain't shit good, yeah

You know somethin' Robbin'? You somethin' Robbin'?
You know somethin' Robbin'? You know somethin'
You know somethin' Robbin'? You know somethin'
You know somethin' Robbin'? You know Robbin'?

You somethin' Robbin'?
You're takin' too many chances, you be joking
You're takin' too many chances, you must be