Lyrics:
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
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
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
need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You
has only been held down by jealous haters
Lil' Rob releases a statement today stating
"You can't keep a good man down, and I will have the last laugh"
We havin' a check by the way
Huh, woo woo woo
You feel me? You dig
Shit look easy, know what I mean
Hey
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil
(Makers)
Gon' pull up on 'em, pull up
Yeah
Should I get it? No cap
(Run that back Turbo)
(Sex) My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I
don't really give a shit about what you're saying bitch
What's your name? (Oh he's Hispanic man)
Ese Lil' Rob ready to take them to the street
Cuz I can
What's up ese
It's your homeboy
Lil' Rob
Representing my city to the fullest
San Diego, Southern California
That's where I'm from, simon
S-A-N
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
is I
We shoot for the sky like 4th of July
Fuck a lil' slice, I need more of the pie
Don't ask me why, bitch, I'm Flock (grrr)
Your girl wanna know
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
the loved ones lost
To the heroes in Pittsburg, you took it by far
The world state y'all, yeah, we took 'em head on
Your names will live forever, thanks for
rather Hustle our way Up
How U gone Rob the Goon
This ain't no time to play
We dont do minimum wage
We rather Hustle our way Up
I move that Work by the Day
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
by these VV’s I used to rob em
Pretty Little Baby you not Rihanna
You drive me crazy so I look for another
Stop it with the make me just stick your
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
got it going on so I can't let her go
Lil' Rob where'd you go I was lookin for your ass
[Lil' Rob]
I was downing drinks like water so I got drunk kinda
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I love a bitch
Why would I trust
Yeah X’s & O’s
She fucking with me cause she know I’m the plug
X’s and O’s
Kisses and hugs
Uzis and drugs
She fucking with me cause she know I
punk heat
I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys
But I ain't wettin' that
I don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin' that
Promise
headaches
Shut tha flip up an just nob ona cob
Dress in all black like I'm bout to go rob
All got our rolls so stay in yo lane
Catching new money an catching
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
gates
Surrounded by them snakes
They be all up in your face and
Tryna talk the fire and crack on statements
Don't pen the affidavit
Man I shouldn't have
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