Vídeo musical

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Necro
Necro
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Necro
Necro
Composer

Letras

Robbery Robbery Robbery (run) Robbery (give it up) Your destination is a casket, when I put on my mask kid My task is seeing green, killing you without being seen That's the plan, you get swollen up when I stick G Your shits getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind With the razor to this niggas throat Stand still oh don't make my hand kill Fuck around, end up in a land fill all over a Grand Ville Money's something you should have gave up Now your family has to dig a grave up, if your one of them bitch Nigga rich, nigga with fancy clothes You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered with pantyhose I'm blasting anyone that has a found, get messed up with a pound By a man dressed up as a clown You'll be tripping me gentle lightly with no justice you'll die G Plus you can't identify me Robbery (kid running) Robbery (give it up bitch) Robbery (hand it over fuck) Robbery Robbery (give it up) I'm attacking you dressed up like a villain from Cobra, I'm sober Wearing the mask like it was the end of October Your life is over. In your pants you're peeing when I pull out my fucking Three pounds and represent like I'm skiing I'm dropping shit in you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you Try to fucking rob me I'll flip it kid and reverse it on you Even if you're only seven you'll become a victim quicker than Sonja Preven You'll get sent to the lonely heaven Don't go around on places I lurk, whore 'cause I go berserk, whore, everything you fucking work for Don't think I won't cut your wench throat I got a shotgun under the trench coat Plus when I get greedier, the media eats it up in you Fucking reporters get boneless when Necro slaughters throws roamers on video Recorders When I'm wicking there's always a face on my spadge And if I'm seen from taking the green then I'm shaving off my moustache! Robbery (run in her) Robbery (put it in the bag punk) Robbery (give it to me bitch) Robbery (empty your pockets and die son) Robbery "Oh! They stole my wallet! they took my pocket book Police? He took my money that white man over there"
Writer(s): Jeremy Saunders Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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