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3500

Future

3500

2015

thing, tryna rob me of it
One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it
I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public

cracking them cards
Had no choice but to hustle and Rob
Mama knew I was gone' be a star
And I told her that day not far
From the projects but now we living

go dumb with the click-clack
Maxo shot, back 'em down, it's a mismatch
Heard you gon' rob me, never got your get back
Better get your gun, boy, you

In da Game

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez [Hypnotize Minds]

1995

all my lil niggas in the game
Lil Nick, Big Dre, my brother Phil did a drive by on the game
Lil Darius, Shawn Baby, Big W, Brian Jay, Lil Toby, Lil

a grudge
Lil' nigga, the fuck is you worried for?
You wasn't there when I buried her
Get on my nerves, nigga, I might bury ya
That a lil' inch by the barrier

dead on the cement
Make your hoe suck my bro she gone swallow his semen
All this pain I went through make me turn to a demon
Try to rob lil Jayy that

homeboy but
Ain't no love round here
There's crack down here
Nines and macks down here lil niggas will
Jack to be exact down here, phines down here
Niggas

hospital
You gone shoot or get shot
Seen niggas get robbed by the cousin
Is you gone rob or get got
Big shout out to lil C
Taught me how to scrap out the pot

out my body
Had to double back again cuz we ain't get da ones dat shot em
Drive-by imma shoot at da driver, dem lil niggas was dead on arrival
My whole

Fuck tha lil hoe jus for saying tha you loved me
Wasted all my time on this bitch jus to fuck me
After all we did you jus left nothing for me
Now I'm

products
Count the money til my hands lock up
Dope, weed, xans, percs, jiggers
Bricks in I feel like Killa
Location on lil n***a pull up
Tryna rob getcho a*s

you try to creep, we gon' spin it with the street
Lil' bitch know she hot, this lil' bitch fuck for the free
Pull up on they block, droppin' niggas by

If I told you
That I love you would you tell me that you love me
Can I take you by the hand girl will you trust me
I can't even lie to you girl you

these niggas ain’t cuffin.
Say you moving weight,
But ain’t worth a penny,
Damn, lot of these niggas be bluffin.
I remember I was touched by my cousin,

Kato, this is crank
Uh, ayy, uh
Ayy, free the man
Let's go, let's go

Uh
I'll go by myself cause I'm standing on ten
I hit straight through the coat

a city where its no love
My bro got clapped by his own blood
Its f***** up in my home but
Ima make it out of my own cuffs
Ima run up cash homie 
With no

Rob me a nigga like every Friday
And I'm with Smoke and he bang the Brim way
And I'm with Bloody Dior, he bangin' 9 Trey
Chopper hit him, bullet

waitin' for this lil' package
Nigga, this ain't no zaza
That's a motherfuckin' catfish
Cashin', leanin'
You behind just like an adlib
Trayle, let's go rob

new lil lil lil lil lil fuckin bitch
Ready know I hit a liq
I ain't hitting those type liqs
But I'm drinking on that liq
Yeah drinking on that liq

Yeah

something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale,

something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale,

onnat
Wha ay
Lil bitch yea I'm onnat
Huh yee
Lil bitch yea we onnat

It's a blick up
It's a blick up
Niggas rob you for yo shit
It's a stick up
Run that

Now They Don't Ask

Payback Garcia

Brown Life

[Lil' Rob]
Remember every year, before the fair
We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there
To go down, it was sort of like tradition

C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas