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I could be the lil' dog in the room
I'ma walk in that bitch my chin up with my chest out
Honestly all these rap niggas hoe music
Don't got no bop

C-Walkin

Snoop Dogg

Dead Man Walkin [Clean]

2000

G shit, LBC shit, remember how it used to be?
Mmm, you remember so much
No we didn't, see if you can remember this shit
1982 now what was I to do

than my life
(oh-oh-oh)
Don't know the rest of your lies
(oh-oh-oh)
Say that you're right by my side,
(oh-oh-oh)
But yeah, you're so far behind

She got

Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
I can't give no shawty no ring
Compre una mamalona nueva
In the parkinglot
It's a pretty lil thing
Pretty lil thing

all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be

comin' by the notes (Oh, okay)
I make a flip, I got a bankroll, it dont fold (Frrr)
Stackin' them chips, I count a check up that's all I know (Oh, okay)

sick rap
Sit back, you could get gat
Fifty six track, whiplash
In the jets stamped, spit legit facts
This that, ain't no big cap
Getting big racks, flip

overtime and she was workin' double
Flip them packs from 9-5 and I was back by supper
Kept my ass up in that room, so I ain't get in trouble
Nigga don't want

'em all how to fly, yeah
You niggas square, divide 'em by pi
Yeah, rollin' 'round, three GMC's, 'bout to be a drive-by (brrah, brrah)
Your lil' homie

bitch, turn that on replay
Oh, he still got that shit with that bop in it?
Oh, they thought that lil' nigga went pop, didn't it?
I'm one of them

Drop Dead

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

de prince jes' be shootin' de home-town shit heahh! he ain't gwine give us no mo' provlem! what you mean, girl? okay, okay! go 'head 'n fuck de lil

Just write Adderall scripts
I'm way too deep in this
All for no shallow bitch
Tell me your boyfriend's broke?
You should be proud of it
Oh
I wanna ride
I

cars in the hood they
Call me No Holds Barred
Born star like my lil' brother Onstar
And I will
Eat you rappers plus the candy's inside
Lil' Mama

mashing the gas who laughin the last true passion I have you mad I'm glad don't trip Oh no won't
flip won't fold don't quit go bold no risk no gold
Verse 2

lil baby actin right, that good head is what I'll give her
Just be saying anything they say DLo ain't got no filter
And I be thumbing through them blues

life now
Lil nigga better pipe down
So turn around with all that bullshit
You ain't finna play me no smooth shit
Don't know about you and your money but

no guala then they all gone dip
Imma hold it down cause my dawgs don't switch
Imma make a sound that my dawg gone flip
She gone give me Becky in

really balling john wall
Im independent doing this shit by myself i dont fuck with yall
No broke niggas round me get yall money up
Got the fanta on me with

like a lil bit of seasoning

2016 wasn't walking I was mulling
Now I'm all strong like Cullen
Pants too long like Rodney Mullen
Make a check flip like

Sixty-two-oh-five
Seventeen years alive (seventeen)
Chasing Father Time
Future's looking kinda high (way up)
My life passin' by
I been watching from

money
I know that you need me by your side
I'll be back in no time
Trust me lil baby nobody gon stop us
You told me you love me
I thought it was funny
Cus

on a string
Keep me waiting
Girl I ain't no option
Get with it
Or get lost in the mix
Too grown to be fucking
With some tricks
That's for kids
Take ya lil kick

D*mn who gon bail me out
I ain't got no nigga Sh*t forget it (F*ck em)
I don't know no nigga who really wit it (Who wit it)
I don't think no chick I got

why I'm still alive
Lil' Rob con trunamos since 95
Ain't no stopping me now
Lil' Rob is on the prowl
Don't ask me how cuz I don't have to explain it