Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah I Rob

Yeah, Mafia, Three 6
This is for you muthafuckin' in the muthafuckin' club
Runnin' here clownin', frownin', muggin'
Like y'all muthafuckin' gangstas
Nigga some muthafucking hoes
A nigga you from the hood nigga
And we gon' us really real nigga, for real for real bitch

Yeah, I rob, yeah I
Yeah, I'll put ya in a field
Now here I go bitch nigga, wit' me
(Fuck me)
Now I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)

Yeah, I rob, I steal
Yeah, I'll put ya in a field
Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck me
(Fuck me)
Now here I go nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)

Now Three 6 we representin' thugs we reppin' for the
And the niggaz drugs
We for the gangsta ass gals in the club
We reppin' for the head bussaz mean mugs

I'ma keep me a slug for 1 of you
I got 100 rounds its 100
So many wannabes folks beefs in the industry
claimin' killa but they scared of these fuckin' streets believe

Walk up in the club like a thug get yo ass
Step up off in the parkin' lot and in a casket
Actin' like a scary you gigglin' and laughin'
Let me hit that fuckin' hurry up and pass it

Yeah, they call me J the Three 6 Mafia bandit
Gotta ride on 24s or somethin' wit' a
Pounds of dat weed, yeah, a nigga keep it
A real bad and a 5th of dat brandy

Yeah, I rob, I steal
Yeah, I'll put ya body in a
Now here I go bitch nigga, wit' me
(Fuck me)
Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck me
(Fuck me)

Yeah, I rob, I steal
Yeah, I'll put ya in a field
Now here I go bitch nigga, fuck me
(Fuck me)
Now I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)

Now when I pull up at the I'm lookin' so clean
77 cut painted lime green
The hoes got quiet when I pull up on the
For all you ugly ass hoes I gotta fake ring

Today I'm married and my wife don't
So if you want me to cheat ugly bitck you pay
It's gon' cost 1000 dallars if you wanna see me
I'll fuck you sideways 'bout 30 straight

Then clean off my dick a gotta kill the smell out
Holla at ya later I got mo dick to I got mo pussies to swell
And mo dreams to tell and tell ya old man I ain't goin' back to

I'm the last Mr. Bigg and I keep it real
Alabama nigga representin' mo beer
And I live in the mall I stay dressed to
And I got so diamonds it don't even look real nigga

I got 6 different ways to kill ya
Got 6 different to put ya body
Got 6 different to cut ya up
And I got 6 niggaz in it ya bro

Now how the niggaz gon' talk that stuff
When like us come shoot the club up
And if you keep talkin' we make you what
You ass niggaz gon' catch that cut

up in the club, dalla on swole
Sippin' on AOs in my nose
In dat bitch 12 deep, bitches in my fleet
Hoe actin' like you neva seen a nigga on TV

Got my UZI and my face in a bird Fontana
I prey one of you try step to me with Ana
(Blah)
I parent Memphis shit, Lord the legend
makin' niggaz drop like 3 time felons

Yeah, I rob, yeah I
Yeah, I'll put ya in a field
Now I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)
Now I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)

Yeah, I rob, yeah I
Yeah, I'll put ya in a field
Now I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)
Now I go bitch nigga, fuck wit' me
(Fuck me)