Luyện nghe bài hát Rob Me a Nigga

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

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

[Verse 1: Freddie
The liquor got me lurking and 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 death
kinda funny cause he used to be my nigga tho
We was breaking bread, flipping bricks a year ago
Shit can get into a nigga's head his digits low
Make you wanna one of your friends to his funeral
Maybe me and him was never friends in the first
mean a thing cause we share the same birthplace
Same city, same hood, but we down to kill each for a dollar
Cause we it in the worst way
Money and bullshit gon walk a marathon
And I ain't of getting killed cause I'm getting mine
And if they ever try to raid, I'm a hit the fuckin with the K's
I ain't do a lick of time
Spend all my money, the bills too high
His jewelry, his whip game, the too fly
I'm about murder every time we cruise by
Heard he got like 84 of blue fire
In the basement, still think basic
Thinkin' I'm a show up and erase 'em, but I ain't chase 'em
I'm a be up in his crib
"Bitch where the cash? I can it"
Put em on their face: what you know about
And holding a nigga's whole family for
When your stomach empty it's easy to it
Got me out here taking penitentiary chances
"Born in this of tears, will die laughing"
Put that on the headpiece right above my
Still in the game, my batteries still
to put some gas up in my Caprice Classic

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

[Verse 2: Alley
As I look at the charm, thinking of a arm
his watch as he reachin for his car alarm
Bet hundred round drum pussy nigga thinkin twice
Fore he try to run, spit, and the cops come
All they seen was my golds and a black
Throw the car round the corner, tinted up no tags
All these niggas flash, I'm a put it to they ass
With the K out, ask a nigger, "Where da at? "
Get hit, you wanna die for rolex?
You can either get your life or that back
I'm a shoot you point blank, I'm just hoping you
You can it as a loss, you can get it back
Nigga, buck and get shot, the street code
I'm leave you there, do you, how the shit go
Just episode, A-K explode
In his head, left a smoke
Be a shamed if you over fake shit
But that's a lesson, if you out here on some shit
Come and robbin everyday, know the young hungry
They be murkin for a brick
Know they kill a 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
eight hours, nigga round my way
Everyday nigga lookin like a
In game of lose or draw nigga
You can be the one get robbed
Or be the one to rob a
But we all gotta eat, so we get no
We gon wait it out and a nigga