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seven or six trey
Once y doce, trece, express way
We like to tip out, dip out with the clika
Then stop by Eddie's to get the liquor (ey)
I got it now,

rob 'em
Aaaaaaaaayye
I fell in love with this money and Violence 
Aaaaaaaaayye
Strap by my side, who the fuck want Them problems

Whip
In the kitchen

listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear

on me
Lil mama hot like some fire
When you drop, open wide
I’ll keep you by my side
Baby
Keep it between you and I
I’ll keep lovin' you right
White boy

Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright

Right

WHATABEAT
BEAT
BEAT
BEAT

Keep that thing
Keep that thing
By my side
By my side
Rolling through my town yeah 
Like I'm Nino Brown yeah
I done dicked

Like what you say
We gon pull up
And we prolly rob the bank
Your niggas talking
They be smoking on that dank
I told em that ain't what it is
What you

[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole
Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob
Viscious Man Funk on the boards
Coming at you for the 98
And it won't stop
Check It

[Mr. Shadow]
It is I

Foreign whips pull up like Obama
Pretty pistol by my side Michelle Obama
Nigga try to run get elected like Obama on momma
This a difference between
Me

Comments will only get'chu
Basically eternally resting
So abide by the code of the streets
If ya got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cuz Lil' Fate gonna

Go 2 Sleep

Ludacris

Word of Mouf [Clean]

2001

bandages, or heal ya wounds

Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny
I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got QP's

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

bandages, or heal ya wounds

Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny
I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got QP's

Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

The Diplomats

More Than Music, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

FUCK WITT US

[Cam'ron:]
Why should I entertain lies in the game 
Pies to my name 
E 5 to his brain, die for the chain 
Zeek hit the side of his brain,

the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my

up in Geneva
Oh man, I did it again, didn't I?
Destroyed his Bando with a solar flare
I'm in the club listening to the brown note
My dogs will do

you die
When you broke you see who real so keep them niggas by yo side
Ain’t too hard to keep it real but all you bitches do is lie
Know too many niggas

we comin' from North side

That young nigga 'bout that beef and screamin' "Fuck you and all your people"
He was raised by some old-heads, sold

Cause being born with his life's like being born with a life sentence
Young niggas on that murder rob steal kill
And Lil baby drop it to the floor for

Whoop!)
Front, back, side to side
(Whoop! Whoop!)
That's how ya slip 'n' slide
What's up lil' daddy
Trick, the fat sack
Representin' for my girls wit

Niggas die when I fire, slide by with the nine by my waist-side
Got a chopper that stop 'em, a pussy nigga want problems
I slide by in a blue Impala

Got a brown lil thing
Yea you know what it be, aye yeah
I been rollin on the west side
Neva stress puffin trees
Barbecuing by the beach
Got Views

things my way
Lil' Rob style
ponle

I gotta go cuz I know that the jura is coming on after me
Gotta keep it cool, I don't wanna give em a reason for

Light brown nice skin
Lil moma can I be ya friend
Hate gone come around just hold me down
Right by my side

In his pocket only lent
Ok tell him match

(Whoop! Whoop!)
Ride like a chuchoo train
(Whoop! Whoop!)
Lil' mama finna ta do this thing
(Whoop! Whoop!)
Front, back, side to side
(Whoop! Whoop!)