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you no longer know love if it's real
You ask me how me "How did I
Deal?" with Marina, or Matt, or Tony
All that was it love, does it heal
I'm being

this game
Don’t depend on no nigga
If any nigga in my way I’m sorry lord
I gotta get em
I told that lil nigga do sumn
Is you gon hop out with that iron

time to
Put in work son
Rob the rappers
Of your shines
cnd hold that shit for ransom
This ain't no game
Mic check
cnd I don't play 'non'
cnd I

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

MAN 
YOU A LIE MAN 
YOU A LIE MAN 
TRY AND LIE AGAIN.

MIC ROB VERS 2:

THE TRUTH HERE 
TIME TO SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT 
MAKE NO MISTAKES 
ONLY ONE TAKE

don't even remember the last time I had to rob, nah
Shh
I just filled the scatty up
We blow the addy up
Bitch we juggin, I just racked me up
Like lil

the roof
Rob me a pack with lil toni and zoom
Trap out the block and my glock gotta beam on it
Fuck a OG i dont got me a big homie
She suck me up i say dont

Aye, you don't want none
Let my niggas rob you I'll let them fuck you up
Let my niggas rob you I'll let them tie you up

My niggas will fire you up

see I'm boss 
She wanna uh She wanna ride the wave 
Hundred round shit on the wop he wanna rob he tryna die today
You niggas dont got no drop he tryna

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,

with no chaser
Watch me erase ya, misplace ya
Put you in the back with the derelicts
Yeah, I pop plenty shit
Chump, I'm making hits
No time for the crack

Last Words

Nas

Nastradamus

1999

These are last words of a hanging slave
How could I forget this
I rob you, put you on my hit list
Under my nails are dirty look at the grime
My

my teacher my lil thesis
Help me tweak it
I be stalling hauling baggage
I'm a savage keep me decent, please
Hiding benefits myself I'm dealing with, uh

thang
Reggie Rob I do my thang
What if there was no tomorrow 
I know some days full of sorrow
Just gotta ball on these muthafuckers
Like you hit the lotto

the city 
By spinning I'm glad 
I created the wave 
Fuck What they say 

I got em feeling a way 
I got them feeling a way 

I can't depend on no
Minimum wage

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

'm mothafuckin' gone
Ain't no signs that I'm stowin',
Though I'm knowin' that I'm wrong, bring it on
Out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
Need a new pair

Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My

Love, I’m Good

Joe Budden

All Love Lost

2015

dispair?"
I gotta eat that, see you got a grudge, lil' nigga
We flesh and blood, lil' nigga, no ifs, ands or buts, lil' nigga
You can think your dad is nuts,

Staram się w życie to wnieść
To wiem
By nie rzucać każdym słowem
To wiem
Co dzień z życia wnioski nowe i zmagania
A wartość słowa ciągle pozostaje taka

I'm Lil Tay-K, I don't think you want no action
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well let's get to subtractin'

Get That Up off Ya

Project Pat

Crook by da Book: The Fed Story

2006

Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Rob one of these cowards, tell them D-boys to drop that
Show up at yo' house, tell them

to church (no, no)

I admit it, admit it (I)
I admit it, I did it (I)
I admit it, I did (I)
I admit it, I did, did it

I admit I got so many flaws

low 
I'm Feigning for a lil high, so gimme You before you go, cye 
I got a demon on you we depend
Highly unstable, highly unhinged
We binge on liquor