Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery

Eh yo, eh yo, Ice
Don't get it twisted, we'll yo' ass, nigga

Y'all mothafuckas got fifteen seconds to live

Yo, it's a new year, bitch, and I'm over
My whole crew here, bitch and the is over
My niggas told me face this
If rap don't work, get to that bakin' soda

On the strip to catch more cake than Oprah
I got clips that'll leave you ya face on a poster
I slick and I'm sprayin' the toaster
Sparkin' shoot outs and start poppin' off the way I'm supposed to

You the type to go up North scrappin' a sore butt
And ain't nuttin' worse gettin' shot as soon as you woke up
You got work? I'll be rapin' ya
I'm takin' his pack and breakin' his back and makin' him up
'Cuz the draft's a bomb and I'm waitin' to blow up
I'll take cash on ya mom's and turn her to donuts

Yo, yo, yo
Eh yo, I'm blazin' hot, haze or flop
Wanna battle? Name ya price, raise the pot
Put ya car on the line, take ya drop
Put ya jewels up, I'ma ya chain and watch

like I hard ball and you, you play soft
Just call me the Hitler when I spit eight off
Shots'll rip ya off, nigga ya heard me?
Beat you black and like a Hitman jersey

P.C. never been known to play
I spray things that'll re-arrange ya
I and aim, miss you, pop ya dame
Only reason that I came through's to the game

Yo, it's to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them dogs confront you?
You stand firm or be the bitch you is?
Would you grab the or run into the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

It's to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you gon' call when them come confront you?
You firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

Y'all see me eatin' all of ya plate
Don't a fuck about ya background, shit about the songs you make
And I you see the draw on the waist
Lookin' stupid with a vest on, bullets might draw on ya face

They call me Alexander Sean the
ya bitch said she love the way the dick talk all in the cake
I need bank money, throw me the safe
All these killas involved, the cops'll fuck around and the place

Yo, they wonder why we with crooks
Shit is take free, I see not used to off the books
Broke faggot nigga in a jukes
I'm a pirate in rap shit, I leave you niggas off the hook

the fuck you gon' do when we run in ya crib?
Either we leavin' with the bricks or we gon' with yo' kids
And we got hours to live
So give up the or find they ass up under the bridge

'Lite never been afraid, so keep lookin'
I'll rob yo' ass faster than some Brooklyn niggas
Yo this rap game twisted, beefin'
killas now and ain't nobody leakin'

Smoke a lot of weed so I don't like to
But I might go upside ya fuckin' with a pipe
Got a bulldog, not do he bark he bite
Give a fuck a hood, it ain't safe at night
You

Yo, time to die, who you gon' run to?
Who you call when them dogs come confront you?
You firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the or run to the pigs, you mothafucka, huh?

It's time to die, who you run to?
Who you gon' call them dogs come confront you?
You firm or be the bitch that you is?
Would you grab the or run get yo' wiz, you mothafucka, huh?

I'm you, man
motherfuckers, man
That niggas is really pissin' me off
Who you run to?

Fuckin' you gon' go when I put this motherfuckin'
Fo' fo' long in yo' mouth, boy?
Shot in yo'
Who the fuck you call?
the cops