Текст песни Robbery Part Two - Tee Grizzley
DJ
on
the
beat,
so
it's
a
banger
Bitch,
get
the
fuck
up
and
stop
screaming
Shut
the
fuck
up,
where
that
nigga
that
you
posted?
You
lie
to
me,
I'ma
smoke
you
Matter
of
fact,
we
'bout
to
get
the
fuck
on
I
pulled
up,
thought
it
was
him
and
hit
that
boy
in
his
dome
She
like,
"Listen
Tee,
I
swear,
I
ain't
do
nothing
wrong"
I'm
like,
"Listen,
I
know
but
it's
somebody
that
you
know
that
gotta
go
Walking
out
her
shit,
she
see
the
body,
get
to
screaming
Smack
her
in
the
head
with
the
gun,
she
get
to
bleeding
(fuck
up)
Tryna
avoid
the
neighbors,
they
might
be
on
some
policе
shit
I
tell
her,
"Drive,"
shе
like,
"Boy,
I'm
bleeding,
I
can't
see
shit"
(damn)
She
in
the
the
passenger,
I
got
that
bitch
on
child
lock
(can't
get
out)
I'm
racing
out
her
complex
'cause
now
her
spot
too
hot
(skrrt)
Thinking
to
myself
like
"Damn,
I'm
movin'
way
too
fast"
(slow
down)
She
like,
"Please
tell
me
what
I
did
that
made
you
mad"
(I'm
'bout
to
tell
you
right
now)
I
pulled
up
dawg
picture
(look
at
this)
I'm
like,
"Tell
me
everything
you
know
about
this
nigga"
(right
now)
She
seen
his
face
and
her
eyes
got
bigger
(wassup?)
She
like,
"He
be
shooting
shit
and
all
his
people
killers"
(I
don't
give
a
fuck)
"He
took
me
to
his
house,
one
time
on
Grand
River"
(okay)
"I'll
give
you
the
address,
just
don't
kill
me,
I
got
children"
(what?)
This
bitch
wasn't
thinkin'
'bout
them
kids
when
she
was
strippin'
(at
all)
I
can't
kill
this
bitch
until
she
bring
me
to
this
nigga
(at
all)
I'm
kidnappin'
you
but
being
around
me,
still
a
privilege
(bitch)
She
do
something
foul,
she
out
the
game,
this
ain't
no
scrimmage
(bow)
I
check
the
tank,
damn,
we
need
gas
(need
gas)
And
a
first
aid
kit
'cause
this
bitch
bleeding
bad
(put
some
pressure
on
that)
I
pull
up
to
the
Shell,
my
heart
beatin'
fast
(beatin'
fast)
I
told
her
if
she
make
a
move,
that's
gon'
be
her
last
(bow)
I
got
her
phone,
dawg
calling,
I'm
like,
"Ayy
bitch,
answer
this"
Swear
you
better
not
panic,
bitch,
pick
up
and
talk
that
sexy
shit"
She
like,
"What's
the
word?"
He
like,
"Shit,
chillin',
where
you
at?"
And
her
ass
fat,
I
know
he
want
to
hit
it
from
the
back
(I
know
he
do)
She
like,
"You
be
playing,
I've
been
tryna
see
you"
(shit,
pull
up
then)
He
like,
"Who
you
with?"
She
respond,
"I'm
with
my
people"
(just
a
couple
of
us)
He
like,
"Pull
up
on
the
block,
I'm
with
the
gang"
(I'm
with
the
gang,
bitch)
We
ride
past,
it's
twenty
niggas,
he
got
on
my
chain
(what
the
fuck
dawg?)
He
call
her
phone
like,
"It's
a
nigga
in
the
car,
bitch,
I
just
seen
him"
(I
saw
him)
"Don't
ride
up
this
fuckin'
block
again
or
we
gon'
beam
him"
I
snatched
the
phone
and
I'm
like
"Bitch
I'm
killing
all
you
niggas"
(smokin'
all
you
niggas)
He
like,
"You
know
where
we
at,
pussy,
fall
through,
nigga"
(aight,
bet
nigga)
I'm
like,
"Bet",
hit
the
hood,
grab
the
bros,
grab
the
'Tec's
(grab
'em)
Extra
clips,
couple
vests
(let's
go),
niggas
dying
on
the
set
They
think
they
don't
bleed
Can't
believe
how
he
was
was
talking
(You
heard
that
nigga?)
I
don't
even
want
the
chain
back,
put
it
in
his
coffin
nigga
Ayy,
kick
the
bitch
up
out
the
car
I'll
kill
her
tomorrow
(yeah)
But
I
play
it
like
it's
cool,
gave
her
ten
racks,
said,
"I'm
sorry"
(my
bad)
Pull
up
in
they
hood,
'bout
to
tear
they
fucking
block
up
(bow)
Park
around
the
corner,
hop
out,
jump
and
gave
twin
choppers
(let's
go)
They
still
out
here
like
we
wasn't
comin',
I
do
not
lie
(fuck
them
niggas)
They
got
hoes
with
'em,
niggas
die
for
thinking
what
they
copped
(boom,
boom)
Bro
pop
out
the
bushes
and
let
shots
fly
(boom,
boom,
boom)
I
see
doggy
with
my
chain
and
let
the
chop'
rock
(bow,
bow)
I
see
car
alarms
going
off
and
niggas
droppin'
(niggas
droppin')
I
run
up
on
dude
with
my
chain
like,
"Bitch,
what's
popping?"
(bitch
wassup?)
Yeah,
stood
over
that
boy,
looked
in
his
eyes,
emptied
the
gun
(bow,
bow)
Sirens
goin'
off,
we
outta
here,
bro,
ditch
the
guns
(we
gone)
Month
later,
police
chargin'
me
with
homis'
(what?)
I
know
my
niggas
ain't
say
shit,
them
niggas
solid
(them
niggas
solid)
Ain't
no
witness
or
no
guns,
we
goin'
to
trial
(we
goin'
to
trial)
The
lawyer
say
it's
looking
good,
I'm
gettin'
out
(I'm
out
this
bitch)
We
finally
get
in
court,
the
prosecutor
talkin'
foul
(huh?)
She
say
the
stripper
bitch
had
cameras
on
her
house
(what?)
I
ain't
even
see
them
bitches,
I'm
like,
"How?"
(that's
crazy)
I
stood
up
in
court,
like
"Bitch,
I
should've
laid
you
down"
(Bow,
bow,
bow,
bow,
bow)
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