Luyện nghe bài hát The Heist

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

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

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

(Boss)
My nigga g-nut, up?

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

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

(Spice1)
Like Bonnie and call 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 fuck wit a pyscho path,

(Chorus)
Don't the alarm 'g'
Don't ring the 'g'
Don't ring the 'g'
Don't ring the '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 but pigs behind us just as we was bailin,
I'm a signal to my muthafuckin niggas trailin,
And from behind a couple of pistols and some and I'm fena do them niggas
for them 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 flavor for the muthafuckin feva,
The feva for the of a muthafuckin jack,
I look up in the bag 50 g's stacks,
My trigga gots no and yo it aint no love bitch,
Nigga, talkin bout mutha fuckas dumpin'em in a ditch,
I must survive 'g' they won't me alive 'g',
peepin out these niggas up in the van who trailin me,
The coppers are deep as fuck just tryna catch a thug,
The only way I'm fallin is slippin on one of these blood,
Not givin a fuck so yo what's up I hear a pitch,
Ima light this chronic and start some OK like coral shit, get a clip and
kill this and get my cash on,
how we do it in ninety three I get's my blast on,
I we ditched the coppers rolled up in the cut 'g',
I'm bout to these muthafuckas that been follow'n me,
I'm my gloc out hear the helicopters comin, Pigs had us surrounded
the loot and started runnin.

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