Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

(pack it up)


(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My task is seeing green, killing you being seen
the plan, you get swollen up when I stick G
Your shits stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put a razor to this throat
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all a Grand bill
Money is something you should gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of bitch
Nigger rich, with fancy clothes
You'll get by a mental case and faces covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get messed up with a
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be dripping lively with no justice you'll die G
you can't identify me

(Kid run it)
(Give it up bitch)
Robbery (Hand it Fuck)

(Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up like a villain from Cobra,
Wearing the like it was the end of October
Your is over, In your pants you're peeing when I pull out my fucking
three pound and represent I'm skiing
I've done shit in you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me I'll flip it kid and it on you
Even if you're only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Preven
You'll get sent to the heaven
go around the places I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, whore, you fucking work for
think I won't cut your wench throat
I got a shotgun the trench coat
Plus I get greedier, the media eats it up and you
Fucking reporters get boneless when slaughters store owners on video

When I'm thinking there's a face I must bash
and if I'm seen taking the then I'm shaving off my moustache

(Run in herb)
(Put it in the bag fuck)
(Give it to me bitch)
Robbery (Empty pockets and die slut)

(mimicking old woman)
"Oh! stole my wallet! They took my pocket book.
He took my money. That white man over there"