Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

(pack it up)


(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your destination is a casket, when I put on my kid
My task is seeing green, killing you without being
That's the plan, you get swollen up when I G
Your getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger close line from behind
put a razor to this throat
Stand - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a fill all over a Grand bill
is something you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of bitch
rich, nigger with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and faces with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get up with a pound
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be dripping majenta with no justice you'll die G
'cause you can't me

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

(Give it up)

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

When I'm thinking always 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"