Luyện nghe bài hát The Heist

(Spice1)
It's the muthafuckin so don't ring the alarm 'G',
the b-o-s-s and s-p-i-c-e,
So, put glock in yo panties (right),
and we gon rob these for every nook and crany,
My nigga is up in side, he's strapped with the AK that's how us eastbay
ride, Playa,
Ima spray these cameras wit this paint and when I do, that old ass
guard outta his shoes,

(Boss)
We'll ayo nigga gimmie the shit so boss can unload a full a trigga happy
bitch yall dying muthafuckas are making us rich,
Creepin up slowly, 1 times on me they know me 'G',
licks to get rich wit 1-8-7 faculty,

(Spice1)(raggae)
Now we got to use the tech cause 5-0 the AK,
The 1-8-7 posse the bank and away.

(Boss)
My g-nut, What up?

(G-nut)
Nut up, we aint fena stop.

(Boss)
I'm kamakazi in the lobby before the robbery, pop, I killed a cop,

(Spice1)
Like Bonnie and Clyde it the muthafuckin stick up,
Pick up, 85 smooth'll this uzi wanna hiccup.
So kick up the for I blast with this jason mask,
Quit tryna fuck wit a path,

(Chorus)
ring the alarm 'g'
Don't the alarm 'g'
ring the alarm 'g'
Don't the alarm 'g'

(Boss)
I'm running up out the bank bailin to the bucket,
You neva seen a bitch that's showing you niggas a how to properly do
it,
we blastd to the getaway, we spread away, get getaway then that loot is
hid away,
Counting up the cash but behind us just as we was bailin,
I'm givin a to my muthafuckin niggas trailin,
And from behind a couple of pistols and some uzi's and I'm fena do them
for muthafuckas do me in,
It's kinda simple, shootem in the straight to the morgue I got mo'
niggas then the ??? in ward,

(Spice1)
Yo 'G' it's gettin and deeper,
A flavor for the muthafuckin feva,
The feva for the of a muthafuckin jack,
I up in the bag 50 g's hundred stacks,
My gots no heart and yo it aint no love bitch,
Nigga, talkin bout killin mutha dumpin'em in a ditch,
I must survive 'g' won't take me alive 'g',
out these niggas up in the van who been trailin me,
The are comin deep as fuck just tryna catch a thug,
The only way I'm fallin is slippin on one of niggas blood,
Not givin a fuck so yo what's up I a wild pitch,
Ima light this chronic and start some OK coral shit, fena get a clip and
kill this bitch and get my on,
That's how we do it in ninety three I get's my on,
I thought we ditched the coppers up in the cut 'g',
I'm bout to kill muthafuckas that been follow'n me,
I'm pullin my gloc out hear the helicopters comin, Pigs had us
dropped the loot and runnin.

Don't ring the 'g'
Don't the alarm 'g'
Don't ring the 'g'
Don't the alarm 'g'