Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

Let's get paid deee
(shit what else we do? )
Hit shit!
(fuck it, gonna go thru wit it)
what I'm sayin!
(we're everybody in this motherfucker, daz
That's when we gonna go the cheese, ya ready? )
Everybody lay the down!!!!

Verse 1: daz

A nigga mash in the for loot
The robbery's and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em with the cops on
It's all cheese, I got the nibblin like rats
Hop over da get them fillin up my sack
whip a couple and let them know I mean bidness
Niggas tryin ta get in for years, I mean killin
To master a out, get ghost to hide out
my green, enforce my team
It a small-time dream no mo'
make the world go round? it's money, cars, bitches and dough

daz

See we the gang, we and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all
We the gang, we mash to
Weed, money, got us all insane

Verse 2: tray

Covered in armour, five seconds till we the spot
First motherfucker for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 the clips to work
Six minutes to be in and get the and skirt
Scoot loot, one they holler and drop
Pop the and shovel in dollars in knots
Got the room hostage, straight no nonsense
The is stompin accomplished profits
And never had no for the victim
Die, motherfucker, die if that's what it take to make me

Chorus: tray

See we the gang, we and blast to maintain
Weed, money, cocaine got us all
See we the gang, we mash and blast to
Weed, money, got us all insane
We the gang!

3: daz

G's forgetten a is for anybody killin in it
For niggas, the g's we be gettin
Watch out when the 9 spit, irrapidly
Too late the cops at the and they got to me
Empty the bread out the safe, I escape
Make a dumb move for the you make
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast,
$70 million out the door, y'know
Me and deee hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the scherm is blood
Let's hit the store, start for more
Checkin niggas, wreckin right at they front door
niggas, gankin niggas for what that ain't yours
Hood operator and none too
With the infiltrator on these gangsta haters
Stuck in the zone, havin papers, havin more
puttin meat on my bones (at ease)

daz

See we the gang, we mash and blast to
Weed, money, got us all insane (got us all insane)
We the gang, we to maintain
Weed, money, got us all insane

Verse 4: snoop dogg, kurupt

See we're ridin, we're stealin, we're killin, we're
And stickin up you ass niggas
I say we eastside, slide forever in a day
The dpg way!
Look takin your shit is like taking your bitches
Quick as I spin this is as as she get
I'm a ridah and that's on this
We ain't gon' dip until we get them
We the shit up, what I folds
Got a army full of doggs and soldiers full of
Two hundred spokes witta pocket of notes
*? shout? * wit my hand around the throat
Reach for my colt but on another
I gotta shake the spot, they just the cops, hmm
to run, nowhere to hide
I point my at the pig, die motherfucker die!!!

All the homeys saggin, the magnum
E'rybody dashin, wit the cash-in
The homeboys blastin, cop cars
Got all smashin of assassins
up there's the cut (what? ), duck
Cock back, soon as you up, nigga dump
See the stick-up, my mind on a on tweak
And I'm dyin wit the homeys before catch me
blastin!

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