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a lil' something like this 

I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's

[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

like a E-Z Tag she got a thang for a nigga 
I dive in dat water no season pass. I'm bout my bidness LIL Nigga I run dem bands up 
And I lead the clan I

in the frame
Catch his ass by his self
Let the draco air out hit the gas then I switch to a lane
Twelve on my ass had to go do the dash
He tried to run

like Gucci nigga work ya dayum wrist fam,
need something to do it for, I recommend ya kids, land,
Ima get mines by any means, workin, hustle, rob, scam,

for my bruda
Get money with my bruda
Rob a bank with my bruda
My bruda, my shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
My bruda, my shooter

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

(Snitch niggas)
Keep a chopper like my name was Harley-Davidson (Boom boom)
See these chains on my neck, go 'head and rob it (Go 'head and rob it)
I put

your boyfriend mad, that lil' boy jealous, damn (boom, boom)

But don't even mind that (nah)
We ain't worried about it, we ain't buyin' that (uh-huh)

Carol City

Rick Ross

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should

Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't

by yo block
And I know that that's stupid
Lurk on yo page
Lemme see what you doing
She hit a lil different
My Buscatti baby
The way that she love me

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

breathing, try, rob, it's pop, pop

Got me high up off this juice, She trynna record I flute, I flew away
All up on me you could wait, strapped up put the food

Yeah, yeah, um
Class is in session, please get by the bar
Ladies, first position (Yung Dza)
I wanna see you tucking in that butt, haha (go,

Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

The Diplomats

More Than Music, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

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

YNS

Y.G.

YNS

2017

yours nigga
I don't give no fuck, nigga
Gang shit
One one one, huh
Grrr, bow, bow bow

Shoot us a spot, run from the cops, fuck on a thot
Go rob

to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned  by 3 degree /give me

(Ouuu, Sav killed it)

Why this lil' nigga keep
Dissin' me on Twitter? (What the fuck?)
Blew this bitch pussy out the frame
I'ma killer (God damn)

live by the code never switch on my guys
You pop you a pill to go rob a guy ,
I scoop up my brother and go hitta house
Look
I do not need me no pills

Run lil nigga run, ye we bout to slide Niggas get jealous of bitches, yeah them niggas
die Word 2 to my block, fuck you suck my cock
Pussy nigga

no food on my plate, should I go rob n kill, I had to go to da stu finna drop me a tape, feel it’s my time fr, imma stay dangerous lil bitch, cuz

to em
I'm tired of rappers just sliding by 
With z a y  ain't no bypass 
You can't get pass without an I-pass
Stop mumble rapping nigga let it go 
This

for them bands
My mother need some land my lil bro need to be great
Teach him integrity so the system can't steal his faith
Niggas be jealous see you