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 when I G
Your getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the razor to niggers throat
Stand still - don't make my kill
Fuck around, end up in a land all over a Grand Bill
Money's something you should have up
Now family has to dig a grave up - If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich, niggas with fancy
You'll get attacked by a mental case and covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting that has a frown, get messed up with the pound
By a man dressed up as a
You'll be tripping 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 up like a villain from Cobra, I'm sober
Wearing the like it was the end of October
Your life is over. In your pants you're peeing when I pull out my
three pounds and represent I'm skiing
I've done more shit 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 than Sonja Preven
You'll get sent to the lonely
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 shotgun under the coat
when I get greedier, the media eats it up in you
Fucking reporters get boners when Necro store owners on video

When I'm there's always a face 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 stole my wallet! He my pocket book.
Police? He took my money. That white man there"