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picking and choosing
Imma young nigga that get to them bannies
I’ll be damned if i let ya ass jam me
25 Shells flying outta the ruga
I was born and turnt

niggaz riding strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz
Then I start thinking, I should rob all these niggaz

Man

I'll Whip Ya Head Boy

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Music From and Inspired By the Motion Picture]

2005

niggaz riding strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz
Then I start thinking, I should rob all these niggaz

Man

posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i'm

fam in a mansion Pull up ghost Danny Phantom
Try to rob we hold em for ransom See I got them bags like Santa
She lookin like she wanna fuck
Lil bitch

Came Straight off The boat
Ha
Came from the mud
Bitch I'm clean big soap lot of suds (uh Yea)
Yea my Spiff big Drip
Imma Walkin jacuzzi lil tub (uh)

ball, trap or killing, or you rob
She the line, no I can't cuff like
Pole jam, he get beat with the gun like
We on they block, posted up like wassup like

saw a lil boy and he just kept lookin
Talking no library he started booking
I had me an option with his life I took it
Shit I might go rob me another

bout it checked up he just hating
Nike on me now
I just do it betta watch out
I turn this bitch to space jam
And shoot the fucking lights out
Dunkin

to get a lil green you can tell that I came up from nothing
My young niggas pull up and they get to dumping
We got the lo we pull up to yo function
We got

Make a promise it barley get kept
How many niggas gone ride when it's time to ride let's keep a bill
Since you been gone I been getttin lil faded

of my lil' jam, what this shit mean

Later, I'ma go call the three
Knock on his head like we makin' the beat
Give him some more, tell him stay in his lane

Tony
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it) yeah
Yeah

Bitch, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is

Ton' (and if the beat live you know Lil' Ju made it)
Yeah

Bitch, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm going back and forth is for

Mr. Pitiful

Big Daddy Kane

Taste of Chocolate

1990

Droppin' jams that slammed on every radio program
And bam, got damn, look where I am
The first album, long live the kane, it sold
About umm aww fukkit it

Big Shit Talker 4

Nigga thought that he was gonna rob 4
Got whacked in the process
Fully automatic, might catch fed time
Get caught with this uh, 4

the strap walk strap walk
Off the whole 32 bitch I ain't playin
Offered a perc and that bitch did a dance
Off that lil hoe nah lil bitch you ain't stayin
Off

You take a Perc' and I take two, I be high
Hey (I be high, hey)
Shake time, lil' nigga, well, by now
I don't even like weight (Well, by now)
I ain't

and had the mask I was in that ass
That circle show no mercy when it come around and give it back 
Go rob him for that cash I was down up on my last 
Like

2-0-2-1, Lost lil Quin, swear it stopped my livin', swear it  stopped my livin
Won't say a thang
They get in the jam and then them niggas change,

in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys,

two chains man come rob me

I thought I told u ima force to be wrecking wit
Momma raised a nigga well but I'm her worst kid
Chilli loco got smacked up

move me
All my designer by Louis
Half a M in the suitcase
Cartier got blue face
Check out the jewelry
Aint no cap in my rap
Nigga can't give me no dab

Chicanas, Lil' Rob estoy mejito
Thumping the oldies
It's me Lil' Rob, and the Brown Crowd homies
Turn up the volume, yah Natural High
I smile for my friends