Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Rob

[Chorus: J]
Stick'em up [repeat], raise'em up

All the flossin' on the
(Get ya rob)
You be all ya cash'll
(Get ya rob)
I heard trickin' with all them
(Get ya rob)
And breakin' bread your dawgs, now that will
Get ya rob

[Project
At the corner stores hangin' my young niggas
Project Pat in the Bay, we squeeze Chrome triggers
Real killers around here, lookin' for some prey
Low key behind tinted windows with the blowed face, gold
Dirty 9 kill a suckaz spine
He don't wanna up off the wallet, then I buck him fine
He done blew off my hide, so I had to blow his away.
Blew a few more lines, just to send my on its way
on some crime, then I pulled up on a bank lot
She had a bag of money, the bag, let my gun pop
Skidded off the lot, made a lick, it was
?? bag full of checks, cold but it wasn't ??

J]
I'm at this phone tell me what do you wanna do?
Across the street from this dope house, I want the
And all the drugs, weed, rocks, keys, or a juice
I'm about to go in with them out, ready to shoot
The police ridin' down the block, up (hold up) a second...
They're just patrolling, I need to
The is now, I got my ski mask, AK and a pump
I'll you back in about an hour with one of them locked in the trunk
I'm running the street (street)
I'm sweating like a (beast)
With chains on my (hands)
And on my feet (feet)
My second ('ry)
My heart rate just ('creased)
I'm kickin' down the back door.....[gun phone line]

[DJ
Now don't it if ya ain't gonna share it
Fuck around and get this pistol ya head
You better look the 'hood when you roll through it
Or find your monkey ass leaking red like fluid
They will do it, my dawgs meaner them laws
We said it, but ye comin' in our hood to fuck a brawl
Make his car go off, as soon as he step out
We comin' from the side of the house with the out.