Lyrics:
Some fired back so we took cover
And all I could think about was my brother
Rob jumped up and began to run
Busting shots hoping to hit someone
So I
Some fired back so we took cover
And all I could think about was my brother
Rob jumped up and began to run
Busting shots hoping to hit someone
So I
until we see you vatos drop
Busting off shots, running from the cops
We don't plan to stop until we see you vatos drop
[Royal T]
Homey uno D, by three
em running with my weapon
Instagram they trying to mention
Busting shots like it's a blessing
Aye bring that shit back Pooh Loc
Aye hold on Pooh Loc
it
[Lil Rob]
Hey wuz up homie?
**Person in the Suburban**
Wuz up, what you want?
[Mr. Shadow]
Your life ese!
*Gun Shots*
*Cops*
We got shot fired
[Lil' Rob]
Hey Wuz Up, Lil' Rob and Shadow The Mayhem Click
Comin' at you once again, let the Mayhem begin
[Mr. Shadow]
Que Hubole 2-0-3 otravez en
let's get active
Here by evil might start laughing
Ball like Mike and move like Jackson
Shoot like Paxson I be spazzing
Head in traffic, look like magic
Slugs leaving blood traces on
Your brand new Audi
From busting out shots from out a new Bugatti
All forms of consciousness fully remised
Like a mother
kind of rough
You can open your eyes, ese not wide enough
To even catch a sneek peek or Peek A Boo of what the Lil' Rob is all about
When I leave they
lame niggas
And this one is for my young niggas
On the block, busting them shots, ducking cops don't be dumb niggas
Just bring your all and get these
of dumb tweaking out little Caucasians
Put a lil kid inside prison y'all made him
Rob a Casey's and all cause a false claiming
Tiny lil town called Union
resistance
Busting with no hesitance
Army militant
On some real killer shit
Pull up on your ass bounce out
Real devilish
On some other shit
Riding round with
but her son outside
15 this lil' n***a got a gun outside
Its real
Church
I ain't really wit the tweeting s**t
N****s tweeting bout
How they don't be
Way Up Draco Curry
U might get Shot Like The J
U might get Shot Like The J
Draco Curry How U gone Rob the Goon
How U gone Rob the Goon
U might get
nuts
Now, Rob is on the run. The word spreadin' through the hood
Rob shot that nigga 5 times up by the school
And such an ass boy, had a tape, he was
soul to a destination
Back in the block, put my mind to the plot
These days I feel like I need a glock
Busting my shot to the top
I'ma do this shit
Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah
If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot
has only been held down by jealous haters
Lil' Rob releases a statement today stating
"You can't keep a good man down, and I will have the last laugh"
For a dollar bill, people will do anything
They'll rob and steal for a dollar bill, anyway
For the dollar bill, people will do anything (Yes,
a seventh day a new surprise
Wondering why, niggas in the hood, they die
Mothers they cry, niggas busting shots in the sky
Smoking my la, I only want a piece
was lonely
But fuck with the homie, you know thats my dawg
I'm busting that bitch by the wall
Put dick in that hoe and skirt off
(Yea yea hey)
Oooh
All
knock us down or not
Pouring shots like scotch on the rocks
Busting armies like ahead looking cotch
40 cals gone blaow with smile
How the fuck you like us
truth lil bitch shot him
We don't take kind to gossip, bitch my city is popping
If you ask about the mud, Im throwing dub then crip walking
If I see you
lucky
Ya ex-boy went and turn to a druggie, I'ma crack the lil pussy head of a junkie
Got to the crib now I'm busting that pack, homie walked in, threw
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