Da Nappy Headz

Da Nappy Headz - Robbery songtekst

Je score:
Ay Gee 

Smelt, hit this shit, it off tha chain 

This one here for the thugs 



All my thugs cock your nines like this (chik-chik boom) 

Shoot a bitch and don't you miss 

All my thugs cock your nines like this (chik-chik boom) 

Shoot a bitch and don't you miss 



[Chorus:] 

This is a robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery now 

Get on the ground 

Gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Right now get on the, ground gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 



First you gotta put yo gat in to it 

Don't be scared nigga do it do it 

Then you wanna lock it from the back and 

Then you comence to start the car jackin 

Make sure the police don't come nigga 

Make sure you fast enough to run nigga 

all over Hollyville and stuff 

these mutha fuckers never get enough 



Who is that in all that black 

Tally hold up get it like drag 

Plus a nigga bout to get it like smack 

Let me hold a ten i'll give it right back 

Smokin on that dank nigga 

Back seat boy smokin on stank nigga 

Let me hit that drank nigga 

Oh boy we bout to rob us a bank nigga 



[Chorus:] 

This is a robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery now 

Get on the ground 

Gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Right now get on the, ground gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 



Hay Hay, i might ride dubs, i might have g's 

But fuck that nigga i wanna spend yo cheese 

Get on yo knees thats the way its gonna be 

Make you bleed slow, telly ho bros bros trees like OD's 

Hangin out a half back clownin, this is how we get down in my tow 



Paly around and heres some shit to think about 

The first verse you speak every thing will blank out 



Hold Up!! Its time for a jack move (jack move) 

Thirteen and we ride in the lack fool 

Ride and skeemin (skeemin) beemin (beemin) we ride wit them demons (demons) 

Let me hold somethin boy (somethin boy) gun in my palm we bout to go huntin boy (huntin boy) 

One in your arm you know i ain't frontin boy 

Unleash the bomb don't make me blow somethin boy 



[Chorus x2] 



This is a robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery now 

Get on the ground 

Gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Right now get on the, ground gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 



This is a robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery (robbery) robbery now 

Get on the ground 

Gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Right now get on the, ground gimme that wallet and hush yo mouth 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees 

Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fuckin knees
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