Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your destination is a casket, when I put on my kid
My task is seeing green, killing you being seen
the plan, you'll get swollen up when I stick G
Your shits getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you
I'm taking your Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the razor to this niggers
Stand still - don't my hand kill
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a Bill
Money's you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up - If one of them bitch
rich, niggas with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered 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 magenta lively with no you'll die G
Plus you identify me

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

(Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up like a villain from Cobra, I'm
Wearing the like it was the end of October
Your life is over. In your you're peeing when I pull out my fucking
three pounds and represent I'm skiing
I've done more 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 Preven
You'll get to the lonely heaven
Don't go on places I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, for, everything you work for
Don't think I won't cut your wench
I got the shotgun the trench coat
Plus I get greedier, the media eats it up in you
Fucking get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video

When I'm wicking there's a face on my bash
And if I'm seen 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 your and die son)

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