Lyrics:
the street and
Go loot with the masses
Tell me how boy went from
Coupe to a casket
Tryna rob me like baskin
Chopper sing it's everlasting
Then make a play with
That my lil baby
That my lil woah woah
Times are gettin' crazy need that shit in slow-mo
Hate to see you waste all your time on me
I just love
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
straight out the trenches)
Havin' nothin' made me humble (Motivation was the struggle)
If a nigga tried to rob you would you give it up or die for it?
I
Dangerous niggas
Uhh Black Rob shit
Why'all don't know?
Uhh Uhh
Danegerous niggas
Lil Kim and Black Rob Yellowman
P Diddy , the moment you all
[Lil' Rob]
Remember every year, before the fair
We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there
To go down, it was sort of like tradition
[Lil' Rob]
Remember every year, before the fair
We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there
To go down, it was sort of like tradition
lil' girl
That shit ain't cheap, thirty-five a fuckin' tee
Ho think she can hang now
Find out she was fuckin' Reece
Bitch, you with the gang, now,
Fuck her, never knew her
Screw her.. (dump her body, dump her body) sewer
Our father.. uh-huh..
What you expected from his next of kin
I'm loco bro, but
that nigga ain't shit five
They knowin' that nigga had lil' four rob his best friend, slime
Haha, they say he out here on that shit now
I said I had
sumn to do
Man we about Hennything
I drank a lil booze and I got my lil tool and I will act a fool and let it rang
I got a lot of strong, and I think I'm
the mac, don't hold me back, I'm bout to rob the macks
Extortion cash, knock on your door if you didn't pay your tax
Take your chain, scrape me up some
piece
I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and shoe prints
When I bless a joint, it's like Spock
Came up
around popped them niggas by one
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches
around popped them niggas by one
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches
I'ma get this money by myself
I'ma get this money by myself
I'ma rob a nigga for his wealth
I'ma get this money by myself
I'ma get this money by
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
come in to offer he don't even wanna rob ya
You done fucked up and started shit wit some real shit starter
You don fought with a chopper holla what it
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,
might just hop off that lot in a Bentley
You on some "this is how it is" so you livin by what you drop in that kidney
Matta fact (Uh)
Tell your lil bitch
like a big dog
But somehow, I'm still the same
I was raised up by Rob and Wayne
I'll keep this cash, you take the fame
Know they gon ask you how you do
Ey man, I'mma tell it like this, man
I don't give a fuck how
Much time you done did
How many niggas you done shot, you done rob
You still ain't
grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up
(T-Rob)
This is not lil baby, my name T
My first name Official,
But my imperfections what make me the best that I can be
Losses I've been taken,
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