Lyrics:
strapped from the balls that's what I use to do
Smoking a joint or two Lil' Rob getting a little blaze
Welcome to my concrete maze, remember the days
I
you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where else
Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop
Not even Lois Lnae could get
son
Lil Rob rapped his ass off
On crazy life
You do your thing holmes
And jump in the ride
Kid Frost put on for La Raza
Kickin that calo slang
Reminding
Aye aye movin movin movin
RTA ain't no other way
See I'm really from the bottom whole life full of problems
Used to give my heart to 'em now that's
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la, ah, oui oui
Ooh, la la
Yeah, ah, ooh, la la, it's Young Mula la
My lil dude ra ra
they love it they say i look trim
Don't try to rob me lil nigga you see that shit poking yea that shit right on my hip
Niggas be screaming that we shit
neighborhood
Evil side crippin' trays up from a gangsta hood
If I get at shawty I’m slangin' wood
If I pull up with choppa I’m aiming good
Say they wanna rob me
Hardbodied
Gap money
LTG the mob
Free wick
Free risky
Pussy
Fuck it Gman going all in
If rap doesn't work and the load doesn't move ima rob you
a dead man)
You're officially dead, from now on you are now marked for death
(Marked for death lil nigga!)
I'm a fill you up wit lead, from now on you are
a lil' sunrise (catch it)
Caught me by surprise (I just wanna bop)
Waterfalls make me weak (no)
So I, so I creep (woah)
Mermaids on the reef
come back wit my guala
Niggas never had no bank no commas
Remember your niggas get stained by there partner
The next day say the opps done rob us
They
smoked him in my Robins
Rob a nigga dark night, like Gotham
That nigga is trash, and LeBron he floppin'
I already knew that the lil'
Nigga was a bitch
from Osama Bin Laden
Lil' nigga he signed this shit (straight up)
I'm 4L Gang, if you reach for my chain
Then a nigga gon' die in this bitch (on God)
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
disrespect him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all
'Cause that's what I'm doin' (gun-cocking) from here on in
My new name from now on, don't even call
girl been actin' funny, but he got some funnier hoes
He been livin' on the streets
It's ain't sellin' at home (he thuggin')
They can call him Lil' Tez
the streets so, who you telling
After your death maybe your shit will start selling
[Lil' Rob]
Hey homeboy why you want to start shit, I'll shoot up your
the streets so, who you telling
After your death maybe your shit will start selling
[Lil' Rob]
Hey homeboy why you want to start shit, I'll shoot up your
and Pimp see you know they down wit us
Black Rob and Eightball, down wit us
M.J.G. you know he down wit us
B-Legit and E-Feezie down wit us
My nigga
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
fucking insecure for my own liking
Dm from a light skin, I do not get excited
She too insecure though, she wanna get sighted
Wanna get sighted, lil mama
Rob my sons like my first name is Nate
Nigga start itching when I get in LA
Hop in the double king, lets get in shape
Young nigga
Young nigga, aye
I'm
have a snack lil bitch
Aye, some would steal or rob or drill
Or pop the steel for this moment
Knew the stakes and shot to kill for this moment
Well here
fat, that's from the doctor, NLE, that's my lil' partner (yeah)
Been breaking bitches, call me Moneybagg pimpin' (big Bagg)
Hit it, then skate, I'm
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