Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Robbery

(DJ Paul)
I cruise to my chevy shakin' late nights
And soon a killah will thank me will come out again to another life
I'm tired of hidin' form the 5-0 cause these scope me nightly
I'm changin' my identity and playin' more roles that niggah spike lee
This shit ain't i gotta break
And get the back on this murder case
For chill this shit is to rap about but see to me it ain't no fun when it's real
Them cops can't to Triple Six so no lord can save'em
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 power bring them back to me
We ran a job off top, we had to pop cops
But still some house made us lead us to his stash pizzot
Skeemask over my skull, peppers in my mouth cause I'm
Bitch cause (?) nine with no love, killah's from the south gotta peel
Caps that will make your shells fall, but I be the only one still leg

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

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

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

We robbin' hoe, cause a niggah know leavin' them (?)
Thats why I'll know the secrets of the many double quickly
You'll be givin up dead lay dead, get a ton of in the air
By the Koopsta niggah (..?..)
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 the witness on me and my niggah (?) on many of hoes
So you triziks can witness the Triple Six kill up them sons like robbery
Kurt rolled the windows we can get outta here
Paul caught two in the den, commiting like ruff up in ten
Ten corpses with torches to the night into they brain
(...?...) gonna work so we buried bitches on another day
No heaven sin, no evidence man you fuck with this
Fuck you niggah's who don't wanna give Paul your you gonna be a dead bitch
You hear him, a heavy droppin' in a ditch
They say I'm crazy I'm really just a lunatic

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