Luyện nghe bài hát Robbery '95

(Run)
Armed (Give it up)

Your destination is a casket, 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 shits stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
put the to this niggers throat
Stand still - don't make my hand
Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a Bill
Money's something you should gave up
Now your has to dig a grave up - If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich, niggas with clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get up with the pound
By a man up as a clown
You'll be tripping lively 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 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 you're peeing when I pull out my fucking
pounds and represent like 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 sent to the lonely
go around on places I lurk, whore
'cause I go berserk, for, you fucking work for
Don't think I won't cut your wench
I got the shotgun under the 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 there's always a face on my bash
And if I'm seen taking the green 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. white man over there"