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say I'm ignoring
Ain't fuck that lil bitch cause they say she was goin'
Ain't answering my phone
I cut my phone off
And roll a 3-five
Roll a 3-five
For

about a lil nigga
No cap, yeah, yeah
Just pull up on another jit, yeah, yeah
And that’s that, aye
Drug dealers model, I’m trippin’ off psychedelics, while

[Lil' Rob (Talkin)]
Hey what's happenin
Yeah it's me, Lil' Rob
A.K.A. The Naughty Boy

[Chorus]
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy
Lil' Rob aka a naughty boy

for my rollie, nigga it's stolen
Pullin up with a brand new choppa, I just seen my ex walk by
Yea lil bitch I'm finna rob her, broke ass bitch don't got

I told my mama I'm gonna make it to the top
She can finally be happy cuz' I made it off that block
I don't got to rob nomore I can't be sleeping

probably rob yo people
Yeah I slime with my bro yea I'm with my people
Bitch I hit up yo block with that desert eagle
And I had to gang bang like lil Wayne

How many times must we remind y’all?
We grind hard
Shawty help me take my mind off
So mind yours
That FLIGHT shit we never riding out
We flying off

Don't Come to LA

Y.G.

Still Brazy

2016

Don't come to LA, Nobody fucking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I

tell no lie
Renegade til I die
Mafia by my side
Probably seek, never hide
Always geekin' out my mind
I pull up with two glocks
Kick yo door, we don't

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

I'm Scared

Young Thug

So Much Fun

2019

'em)
I'm scared to count my blessings 'cause I'm gettin' watched by my opps (foes)
But fuck it, Lethal Weapon, let it rip from out the top of the drop

Spittin Game

Juvenile

Solja Rags

1997

On Tuesdays and Thursdays
You better watch for the sweep
Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my

Cuz, I'ma keep it G real, I don't fuck with you, cuz
You disrespecting me, you disrespecting my hood
By telling me take off my flag, asking me how

Kill or Be Killed

Gangsta Boo

Enquiring Minds, Vol. 2: The Soap Opera

"Gimme my shit, lil' bitch."

Kill or be killed, in a battle field
Live how you die, nigga, die by the skill
Kill or be killed, in a battle field
Live how

Thought you was my dawg
You start acting funny we fell off
We used to get money together we beefing we letting them shells off
Bro got the Glock he

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

starts the competition
Could be stupid 'cause I watch too many movies
Maybe work is weighing heavy on my mind
Maybe I'm just sick and tired of doing

With my Mind on my presents
And my presents on my mind
Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog
Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog
With my mind on my

I got a middle finger 
Just like that for a starter
Bring me down whatsoever
I don't care just don't try my patience
Make it clear you just wanna

to sleep late I get off my grind
And when I wake up in the mornin’
Money on my mind ‘Cause I’ma hustle

with rhyme
Keep it up ghetto in a school doing fine 
Keep it up heads of government nah rob the poor blind.
Keep it up with time Keep it up with the mind

there
Don't fuck up my vibe
Don't fuck up my vibe
And meet me by the apartments
Lil nigga say he rob shit
Said keep that over there
Ain't got time for

9 to 5

Yo Gotti

Life

2003

Out of mind out of sight now my head on right

[bridge]
Gotti-ah, gotti-ah, gotti-otti-otti-otti-otti-ah

[chorus 4x]
I tried me a 9 to 5 but it'n work

Bando Profit

36 that's a brick 
No dodgy shit I got a stick 
Tryna rob me that a myth 
Put me my heart on a chick that's a myth
Lost your mind 
Have