the flowers This world is ours, that's why the demons are leary It's our inheritance; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... Robbin Hood Theory [Verse One
ترجمه: باند استار. Robbin نظریه هود.
die Haustur ??? Ich nehm dir alles weg und geb es denen mit Leidenschaft Das ist Gerechtigkeit und jetzt hor auf zu weinen spasst HOOK 2x Robin hood gang
the flowers This world is ours, that's why the demons are leary It's our inheritance; this is my Robbin Hood Theory... Robbin Hood Theory [Verse One:
[Street Skolla:] Oh! you know what it is Jersey! Uh street skolla hood gang hood gang Got a right for survival Fuck the bible On my cycle ghost rider
hittin it Dirty talk is my game I keep spittin it I got that pussy tied up like a christmas gift I'm the only thing she got up on her christmas list She a gangsta
[Raekwon:] Kidz from the Hood is more dangerous Everybody vest up, all the shot callers with aim, stick From three pound, automatic is nasty, raspberry
[Dickshitman:] I'm Dickshitman with the Hoodnews brief! Clearly... Now you learning another lesson from the last time around [Ja Fool starts SING in
that's some gangster shit Not fucking with lames, or fucking with faith Now that's some gangster shit You fucking with me, or fucking with you Now that's some gangster
in my gut that I didn't really like So I had to go and knife it up JK I could wife you up promise I ain't trippin Hoodie Van Halen baby I am always
The blue light spills like oceans We smile and let it in It cures us of our questions Like hoods on peregrine Knowledge locked in a tower Barons will
Yeah, yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here
if they catch us out there They'll bleed us Shoot us, kill us Dump us in a dark ditch Clean it up, call it a gang hit I gotta make my move 'Cause I'm
Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain
two nines in his forehead Evil was bleedin' bad, the car seats were turnin' red Looked to my left there were two more carloads Niggas in hats and hoods
the game I walked to Crenshaw high, shit was fly I hooked up with a new crew Some brothas that knew what the fuck to do You might call it a gang but
I was chillin n da hood should I say da Trap Niggas lookin 4 da work n know exactly where im at Posted up im chillin stackin 2 da ceillin Tryna figure
