Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your is a casket, when I put on my mask kid
My task is seeing green, killing you being seen
That's the plan, get swollen up when I stick G
Your shits getting stolen, I'm up on you quickly
I'm your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the to this niggers throat
still - don't make my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a fill all over a Grand Bill
Money's something you should have up
Now your family has to dig a up - If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich, niggas with fancy
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered with
I'm blasting that has a frown, get messed up with the pound
By a man up as a clown
You'll be magenta lively with no justice you'll die G
Plus you can't me

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

(Give it up)

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

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

(Run it herb)
(Put it in the bag punk)
(Give it to me bitch)
Robbery (Empty your 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"