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Drama

Ghostface Killah

Apollo Kids

2010

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

we’re swerve till we crash came a long way from doing high speeds now I’m out of traffic with lil chops and blast took a flew flights to meet with some

I’m black in the whip
Lean back in the whip
Watch that powder, don’t sniff, Lil homie
Government the biggest drug dealer, Lil homie
Ronald Reagan had

break da law

21 Savage

I Am > I Was

2018

and a brand new Sig (on God)
Lil' boy, get up out the way (yeah)
Lil' boy, we didn't come to play (yeah)
And I got a partner named Dre (Dre)
You can get

I'm a Soldier

Silkk the Shocker

Who Bout It, Vol. 2

1998

niggas that want to rob me
Givin' you hobbies
Gettin' slugs at your own body
For my piece, or Sugar Hill, I'm New Orleans like Lolli
I'm fearin' no

The Pistons (yeah)
When you on drugs you make better decisions (Ooh)
Hold up, let the beat drop (Brr)
I just sold your lil' brother re-rock (aye)
I got

goblin
Posted around drug dealers, killers and niggas that's ready to rob ya
I'm just trying to prosper
Until I'm surrounded by geniuses, entrepreneurs,

I ain't never ever
I ain't never ever
I ain't

I ain't never ever rob
Never stood out on the block
Never sat inside a can
Never beat up by the cops
I

I'm Scared

Young Thug

So Much Fun

2019

(let's go)
I'ma rob that bank, I'ma, I'ma rob that bank (I'ma rob the bank)
If I hit New York, I take my shank like a Yankee (on God)
They stabbed him

Lil bro out the hood he really came up Off of doe popping
Tell Lil Baby call me
I'm having motion
The new 4 pockets
Shawty ain't got no mileage
I'm

it anymore

New gas got my brain shufflin' like playing cards
New gas got me fuckin' thinkin' I can lay it on
Don't give no shits how thick, I'mma make

can melt this
I paint 'em up and they tailless
I pass a mil' like the damn quiz
Lil' mama say she won't suck dick
Lil' mama just want some new kicks

Lotta lotta drugs, lotta lotta guns
Lotta lotta killers rob you for your funds
Lotta white cocaine like brand
New pairs of ones
Weed so fucking loud

a nigga lace
We tryna see a hunnit bands in our

(Rawwest Nigga Alive)
Fuck the Cris', Legramme by the case
New Bugatti, who wanna race
Black Barbie,

yeah

I swap out and get me a new one to pull up Yeah, I'm about to get right, yeah
Getting that money, okay I'm on them drugs, okay
Getting that money,

Bustin' Off Shots

Low Profile Gangsters

Keepin' It Gangsta

2001

[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up homeboy
Lil' Rob back up in this motherfucker homey
Kicking back with Royal T, Frank V, Yogi, Silencer, and True Breed

many drugs enter my lungs it slow my functioning
I have them shooters on yo ass and on the hunt for you
Skeletons in my closet that’s dead bodies that be

the shit
Tell me who the shooter is
Name a price, I could do with it
Off a perc, I’m a lunatic
Duece duece, that’s my lil bitch
Hating ass niggas wanna rob

this shit by the loads them bows six hundred an O 
I'm tryna get it tomorrow they tryna stall 
I'm tryna slide today Lil bitch see I'm boss 
She wanna uh

Wells Fargo

Dreamville

Revenge of the Dreamers III

you, yeah

Get my gun, we 'bout to rob a Wells Fargo
Call some broads, we need to get a whole carload
With my dawgs, we pull up looking like a car

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

[Lil Jon]
If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that motherfucking money
Rain, sleet or snow
Rob, steal and kill for

admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who

Make him run
Take his gun
Rob that nigga den pay him none
Talk that shit you gone pay the fund
RIP tray we gone raise his son
Wish i was there im

Bitch I'm a rhymer
All in yo lady vagina
She sit on the dick so I had to recline her
I might fuck on her sister cause she a lil finer
Killin shit