Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Robbery , by - Blu. Release date: 28.02.2019
Song language: English
The Robbery |
| The first thing’s first, nigga, where you from? |
| You must be dumb, pullin' up dipped in the slums |
| The crackheads see you and report it for a rock |
| So break yourself quick or a shot from the Glock |
| Will rip through your knot, have you leakin' red snot |
| I promise you, blood, you won’t make it off the block |
| So take it off slow, nigga, run the jewels |
| Not the rap group, nah, I mean chains and shoes |
| You shoulda watched for the clues |
| Like, who the fuck ever finds a bitch by the pool |
| And actin' all cool deep up in the hood, you’s a god damn fool |
| And nigga, just for that, lemme get that hat, too |
| See these tattoos? |
| This is Avenues |
| Nigga, lemme see your eyes when I’m talkin' to you |
| This is Piru’s finest, set you up with the hynas |
| Not to mention, nigga, she’s a motherfuckin' minor |
| You fucked up, nigga, you fucked up, for real |
| So lemme get that backpack and belt made of eel |
| I rabbit-ear pockets, the Bugs Bunny money marauder |
| 'Cause I’m jackin' you smarter and not harder |
| This is somebody’s daughter, bro, you must be sick |
| I shoulda shot you in the dick you little stupid-ass trick |
| Yo, hogtie his ass, if he screams I’ma blast |
| If you even make a move we gon' cut yo' ass |
| They got guns to my head, I think it’s goin' down |
| I can’t believe this happened in my own town |
| They took my crown, even took my jewels |
| Took me down, one shot, even took my shoes |
| Took my wallet, nigga, even took my sock stash |
| Grabbed my money clip, the phone that I had |
| I said, «Wow, I can’t believe I forgot the TEC» |
| Looked back at the homie, said, «Damn, what’s next?» |
| Ante up, yop that fool |
| For the off-white J-1s and big bright jewels |
| Stakin' out your stu' with the goons |
| Waitin' on a false move then we empty the room |
| From the two-inch tapes to the crates |
| We ransack it all, get the loot out the safe |
| And we know about the stash in the floorboard |
| Jackhammer that up and hand over the Warhol |
| And them collectibles, too, hold up |
| I advise you not to reach or you’ll be vegetable stew |
| It’s an inside job thanks to Oh No |
| We got photos, you game goofy, bro-bro |
| No «Mask Off», I see the future |
| If you follow my instructions, my shooters won’t shoot you |
| Cut the phone line with needle-nose pliers |
| Oh shit, I think I hit the tripwire |