Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Robbery

(DJ Paul)
I cruise to my shakin' these late nights
And soon a killah will thank me will come out to take another life
I'm tired of hidin' form the 5-0 cause fools scope me nightly
I'm changin' my identity and playin' more roles that niggah spike lee
This shit ain't fake i gotta
And get the fuck on this murder case
For chill this shit is cool to rap about but see to me it no fun when it's real
Them cops can't roll to Triple Six so no lord can
I try to least stay after but now i ask for another
One of my died, two of my niggah's in the J.C
But now I ask of you first power them back to me
We ran a job off top, we had to pop some
But still some fools made us lead us to his stash pizzot
Skeemask over my skull, peppers in my cause I'm grilled
Bitch cause (?) glock nine no love, killah's from the south gotta peel
that will make your shells fall, but I will be the only one still leg

Employed cause job to me, you need to lay down you niggah's, you
You snitches, smoke swishers and plan my robberies.

(Juicy J)
This shit is on, I'm out this fool that I don't like
Who me out some money
(What how I squash shit)
till the night
I'm gonna touch him with a gauge, touch with a gauge
Niggah think he me gonna get his ass sprayed
First I hit the weed, hit full of red rum, niggah better give me
Or O'll make body numb bitch
I thought you knew it was on when you that shit
Flodgin' ass niggah prepare for the with no fuckin' heart
You gonna meet this killah don't step
Better watch your self, better your self,
Watch out for the niggah's you trust or take last breath
When I put tone up in your face it's gonna be a case with out no trace
The had a mask on tryin' to get his blast on
No cause this shit will be erased
We're in Pauls chevy deep, with visions in sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' & S.O.G
Lord Infamous and Crunchy Black got them gats to back
Another sweet robbery another fuckin' jack

(Koopsta Knicca)
The terrors in the air-yair hopin that I find your soul hoe straight

We robbin' hoe, cause a niggah leavin' them (?) sorrow
Thats why I'll know the secrets of the many double quickly
You'll be up dead lay dead, get a ton of burn in the air
By the niggah don't (..?..)
take you for a ride, take you to the evil side
Bitches rather see you dead than alive
Misery out of cry, for one day (?) misery cried
Cops caught the on me and my niggah (?) on many of hoes
So you triziks can witness the Six kill up them sons like robbery pro's
Kurt rolled the windows we can get outta here
Paul caught two bitches in the den, commiting ruff up in ten
Ten corpses dead torches to the night into they brain
(...?...) gonna work so we buried them on another day
No heaven sin, no evidence man you can't with this
Fuck you niggah's who wanna give Paul your chevy you gonna be a dead bitch
You hear him, a heavy body droppin' in a
They say I'm though I'm really just a lunatic

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