Luyện nghe bài hát Rob Me a Nigga

[Featuring: Boy & Big K.R.I.T.]

[Hook: Freddie
Rob me a
Rob me a, rob me a
the bills too high, this nigga right here too fly
Right now I just might rob me a

1: Freddie Gibbs]
The liquor got me and looking for a lame nigga
To set up for my next
In the Chevy, to roll up the stress, with a Tec
And what he got on his neck, got him a wish
It's funny cause he used to be my nigga tho
We was breaking bread, flipping bricks like a ago
can get into a nigga's head when his digits low
Make you wanna send one of your to his funeral
Maybe me and him was never in the first place
Don't mean a thing cause we share the birthplace
Same city, same hood, but we to kill each other for a dollar
Cause we want it in the way
Money talk and bullshit gon a marathon
And I ain't scared of getting killed I'm getting mine
And if ever try to raid, I'm a hit the fuckin pigs with the K's
I tryna do a lick of time
all my last money, the bills too high
His jewelry, his whip game, the too fly
I'm about murder every time we cruise by
he got like 84 elbows of blue fire
In the basement, muthafuckas think basic
Thinkin' I'm a show up and 'em, but I ain't gonna chase 'em
I'm a be up in his waiting
"Bitch where the cash? I can it"
Put em on their face: what you know about
And holding a whole family for ransom?
When your empty it's easy to understand it
Got me out here taking penitentiary chances
"Born in world of tears, will die laughing"
Put on the headpiece right above my casket
Still in the game, my batteries lastin
to put some gas up in my Caprice Classic

[Hook: Gibbs]
Rob me a
Rob me a, rob me a
too high, this nigga right here too fly
Right now I just might rob me a

2: Alley Boy]
As I at the charm, thinking of a strong arm
Seen his watch as he for his car alarm
Bet this hundred round drum pussy nigga twice
Fore he try to run, shots spit, and the come
All they seen was my golds and a mask
the car round the corner, tinted up with no tags
All these wanna flash, I'm a put it to they ass
the K out, ask a nigger, "Where da sack at? "
Get hit, you wanna die for that
You can get your life or that watch back
I'm a you point blank, I'm just hoping you think
You can it as a loss, you can get it back
Nigga, buck and get shot, that's the code
I'm leave you there, do you, how the shit go
Just episode, A-K explode
In his head, left a hole
Be a shamed if you died over shit
But a lesson, if you out here on some fake shit
and robbin everyday, know the young nigga hungry
They be for a quarter brick
Know kill a whole fam for the whole thang
All the shooters up in Gary on the thang
All the little homies scrap, so they look
Gun shots rang out, nigga, see
We be takin so much, now the fun
We be lookin for shit fore your shit come
Forty hours, nigga round my way
Everyday lookin like a sitcom
In game of lose or draw nigga
You can be the one that get
Or be the one to rob a
But we all gotta eat, so we get no
We gon wait it out and a nigga