Lyrics Nappy Headz – Robbery
Text:
Ay Gee
Smelt, hit this shit, it off the chain
This one here for the thugs
All my thugs cock your nines like this (chik-chik boom)
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 fucking knees
Yo money (yo money) yo keys (yo keys) get on yo fucking 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 commence to start the car jacking
Make sure the police don’t come nigga
Make sure you fast enough to run nigga
all over Hollyville and stuff
these mother fuckers never get enough
Who is that in all that black
Tally hold up get it like drag
Pussy nigga about to get it like smack
Let me hold a ten I’ll give it right back
Smocking on that dank nigga
Back seat boy smocking on stank nigga
Let me hit that drank nigga
Oh boy we bout to rob us a bank nigga
Chorus
Hay Hay, i might ride dubs, i might have g’s
But fuck that nigga i wanna spend yo cheese
Get on yo knees that’s the way its gonna be
Make you bleed slow, telly ho bros bros trees like OD’s
Hangin out a half back clowning, this is how we get down in my tow
Play around and here’s 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 hunting boy (hunting boy)
One in your arm you know i ain’t fronting boy
Unleash the bomb don’t make me blow somethin boy
Chorus x2