Luyện nghe bài hát The Heist

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

(Boss)
We'll ayo nigga gimmie the shit so can unload a full clip a trigga happy
bitch screamin dying muthafuckas are making us rich,
Creepin up slowly, 1 times on me they don't me 'G',
Pullin licks to get wit 1-8-7 faculty,

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

(Boss)
My nigga g-nut, up?

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

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

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

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

(Boss)
I'm running up out the bank clean to the bucket,
You probably neva seen a bitch that's you niggas a how to properly do
it,
we blastd to the getaway, we spread away, niggas get getaway then that is
hid away,
Counting up the cash but pigs 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,
kinda simple, shootem in the temple straight to the morgue I got mo'
niggas then the ??? in ward,

(Spice1)
Yo 'G' it's gettin and deeper,
A muthafuckin for the muthafuckin feva,
The feva for the flavor of a 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 fuckas in a ditch,
I must survive 'g' won't take me alive 'g',
peepin out niggas up in the van who been trailin me,
The coppers are comin as fuck just tryna catch a thug,
The way I'm fallin is slippin on one of these niggas blood,
Not givin a so yo what's up I hear a wild pitch,
Ima light this chronic and some OK like coral shit, fena get a clip and
kill this bitch and get my on,
That's how we do it in ninety I get's my blast on,
I thought we the coppers rolled up in the cut 'g',
I'm bout to kill these muthafuckas been follow'n me,
I'm pullin my gloc out hear the helicopters comin, Pigs had us
dropped the and started runnin.

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