Lyrics:
em think with rap
I'm good at this shit
Like every girl say they good
If that was true
The word hoe wouldn't exist
I'm finna break it down
Break it
[Black Rob]
Yo, look, clown, I come through to put it down
Keep thinkin' that you hard; take a look around
I got soldiers stationed up to bring
told you not to call me here!
This better be some good shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got a big one, it's going down tonight
But it's gonna cost you two
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
these niggas good at murkin'
Drop in a ticket the other day, they tryna play with Shmurk
Can't be cool with niggas, I can't vouch for niggas, how they
Might buy you some earrings or a lil mink (mink)
Naw, your man ain't no problem, he's just a lil kink (kink)
Now bring your big ass over here on this lil
gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was amateur night I played
(workin'?)
They told him to stop but he's not (can't?)
I'm still sellin' dope by the spot
Young nigga fly like propellers
Young nigga stackin' up
of Kris Kringle?
Man Hell nah!!
Look (What?), he come down the chimney in some spots, but some people they ain't got no
chimney, so he just come in tha back
Everybody need a partner
To stand right by they's side
Not only down through the good times
But also down through the bad times
Everybody need a partner
I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked
the suitcase with the blue faces
Rob a bank, wrap the shoe laces
Yeah, I can't call it! It's just living out in orbit!
The shit's so hard, who gotta talk this?
I tipped the floor
Ayy, that boy actin' too damn good
He Denzel cousin real killers, when I die
We gon' let Hell jump in
Ayy, your lil' gang walked in
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
pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made quadriplegics out
pump
Knock wood, it's all good, thank god for vodka
'Cause wit my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a fanatic waiting upstairs in
gotta be about my paper
Haters, I don't like'em, bitches, I don't trust'em
Niggas, I can't stand'em, I creep down and pluck'em
Strap say in my hand, I
He will make your path straight
Leaning not on my own, leaning out of my zone
Stumbling up on that stone, man I'm leaning on the good Lord
Good
FEATURING: MR.SHADOW
First Verse:Lil'Rob
Str8 jackin', still warein' all blue
Killin' haters,hackin' and knockin' up bitches to
Still doing drive
like queen latifah
Smokin good za yea
Da refer
Try to rob ya meet the reeeper
My soldiers dey be lurkin quiet u cant seem like cena
Uh yea
Yea i kinda
playing with lava
I told him a dead man can't play with no commas
You already know that I'm true to the hustle
Broke a brick down and watch how it
three)
I'm bout my money hangin' out
The window throwing up the play
Boy bunny, ain't never phony I'm a
Keep it moving man cause I'm always
Hungry
'cause I know that I am, man
I'm goin' down in history like American Bandstand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top
figure out what's making all these teardrops fall down
Is it the cold or just the pain from last night's fallout?
Thoughts in my head, she and her friends
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