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Get High to This

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

Torn up in my mothafuckin' right hand
I'ma 'bouta go and fuckin' rob a man
Just so I can keep my fuckin' family fed
Fuck what'cha heard this is what I

I need it, i'ma get it
That's for real jit (Bitch)
Big shit (Big)
I'm on some big shit (yuh yuh)
Make a milli, rob your crib
Makin' money quick (Cash

No Love For Me

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

1998

Keep yo hands in the air, 'cause we gon' take it there
And I know it ain't fair, but we just don't care
Uh-huh, uh, what

Ain't no other cats got

getting shorter and time keeps ticking
That shit was true that you heard about me
Motherfucking Mexican, motherfucker, Frank V

[Chorus x2]

[Lil' Rob]
I

(No I don't want your number
Keep it real at all times
Just be real with me
Like i said, just keep it real)

If I had to keep it real
Only by my

the mail and it gotta make it
I stayed down till I came up, I'm a real nigga, I ain't gotta fake it
If you try to rob , bitch, you gotta take it
Move

tryna stay above it
Rob who? You better change the subject
Yeah, and I'm darin' a hater touch it
50 thousand worth of jewels, what I got to prove?

still red, black and blue'ed up
And we don't wanna hear it if
It never been screwed up

Now you can tell
I'm real by the way I be walkin'
Real by the way

in the field mighty like them fucking ducks
Go ahead and do it I'll rob when you stunt
Feel like a fein putting percie in a Faygo
I'm real high almost

sweat and tears, (im still here) (im still here)
yes i am

im still around, still putting it down,
shit I aint goin no where,
ese Lil Rob's back, continue

spraying it right
I'll get it in blood I don't dance nor fight
I'll put you in a box when it come to my life
Real street nigga I done earned my stripes
Could

cause a scene like it's anarchy
Lil bitch want a ring i told her go and try me
Hit you in your neck before you try and rob me
All these colours in my fit

it)
I keep lil' mama on fleek, yeah (you know it)
Yeah, yeah

I'm on the Forbes list
Keep lil' mama in Dior drip (yeah, yeah)
Educated and she

Just Like It

Gucci Mane

Evil Genius

2018

Hah
Guwop
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)
21
21
Gato
Hah (It's Gucci), hah (it's Gucci, hah)
Real Zone 6, nigga, straight up

I look just like it

really hitting
Lil Geekee way too cold step outside it's getting chilly
Y'all blinded by the smoke all in the mirrors and it's fitting

Y'all some primes

Will rob you of yo innocence
My parents was always working
So I was smoking weed by damn near 10
Down the block lil Conner daddy wasn't shit and he ain't

murder satan
And I keep it triple Six yuh
Opps droppin
They goin like flys in the wind
We finna go for the win
No DJ but my niggas they spin
They gunnin

PD World Tour

Diddy

Life Story

1999

in the tropics
And I'm a suck the pussy till she beg me to stop it
That's real; I'm a tell you how the black man feel
Pack toast but still catch him

Real niggas up in this bitch
Real niggas up in this bitch
I ride by and slide by
And I fly by up in this bitch

Y'all know what time it is, I ain't gotta

Niggas be doubtin' please don't fall
Just keep climbin' that mountain
Hustler for life, motherfuckin'
Accountant, Lil B, nigga

Nigga, this real struggle,

Bitch I'll pop it if you on that nonsense 
I got yo shorty she throwing that noggin like she like the music I got the hoe bobbin' 

Imma rob that lil

the honor roll grandma said I was amazing
Real pool shark I was trapping out the basement
Pops said to the graveyard I gotta take it
If it came from me to you

thinking bout it, been tryna get payment by
The weight of five not-so-petite accountants, we raising prices
Same as eye brows on a face astounded, the rate

a four
I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug