Luyện nghe bài hát Hollywood Bank Robbery

Intro: daz & (tray deee)

get paid tray 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 we gonna go after the cheese, ya ready? )
Everybody lay the down!!!!

Verse 1: daz

A nigga mash in the bank for
The commited and I'm prepared to shoot
Blast em the cops on pursuit
It's all about cheese, I got the like rats
Hop da corner get them fillin up my sack
Pistol whip a couple and let know I mean bidness
Niggas been ta get in for years, I mean killin
To a ride out, get ghost to hide out
Count my green, enforce my
It ain't a dream no mo'
What make the world go round? it's money, cars, and dough

daz

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

Verse 2: tray

Covered in armour, seconds till we smuggle the spot
motherfucker reachin for the button get shot
Got the m-1-6 plus the to work
Six minutes to be in and get the and skirt
Scoot loot, one shot they and drop
Pop the duffle and shovel in dollars in
Got the whole hostage, straight no nonsense
The object is accomplished profits
And never had no mercy for the
Die, motherfucker, die if what it take to make me richer

tray deee

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

3: daz

G's that 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 out the safe, make I escape
a dumb move for the moves you make
Kaboom, let the drama unfold, blast,
$70 out the back door, y'know
Me and tray deee hits deep, hear the *? 'plaud? * and the scherm is
Let's hit the store, start robbin for
Checkin niggas, niggas right at they front door
Bangin niggas, gankin niggas for what ain't yours
Hood operator and too greater
With the infiltrator on these gangsta haters
Stuck in the zone, papers, havin more zone
puttin meat on my bones (at ease)

daz

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

Verse 4: snoop doggy dogg,

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

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

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