Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My is seeing green, killing you without being seen
That's the plan, you'll get swollen up I stick G
Your getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the razor to this niggers
still - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a Bill
Money's something you should gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If your one of them
Nigga rich, niggas with clothes
get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get messed up with the
By a man up as a clown
You'll be tripping magenta with no justice you'll die G
you can't identify me

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

(Give it up)

I'm you dressed up like a villain from Cobra, I'm sober
Wearing the mask it was the end of October
Your life is over. In your pants you're peeing when I pull out my
three pounds and like I'm skiing
I've done shit than you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to fucking rob me I'll it kid and reverse it on you
Even if you're only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja
You'll get sent to the heaven
Don't go around on I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, for, everything you work for
Don't think I cut your wench throat
I got the shotgun the trench coat
Plus when I get greedier, the media it up in you
Fucking reporters get boners when Necro slaughters owners on video

When I'm wicking there's always a on my bash
And if I'm taking the green then I'm shaving off my moustache!

(Run it herb)
(Put it in the bag punk)
(Give it to me bitch)
Robbery (Empty pockets and die son)

(talking an old woman)
"Oh! He my wallet! He took my pocket book.
Police? He took my money. That white man there"