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these lil niggas be murking niggas
Project baby, no father figure
Only 15 and he a father nigga
Spend all day tryna rob a nigga
20 lil jits and they
can't do shit for free bitch
I'm doing me
I gotta get it by myself, I get this money by myself
I swear I do it like it's two of me
I'm Lil Durk two
you back as soon as I can

**Beeps**

[Lil' Rob]
Hey wuz up Shadow, this is Rob fool
You know we got some fools actin' stupid over here homie
So ah get
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
gin 'fore youu get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies

Lil' homies
Drinkin gin 'fore youu get to sinnin' on them busters
Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies

Lil
can't let her go
Lil Rob where'd you go I was lookin for your ass

[Lil Rob]
I was downin drinks like water so I got drunk kinda fast
I was on the other
the eraser 
I don't discriminate I flip a bitch too 
She got to be eliminated I kill a bitch too 
She her hair fixed by my sister she lost she gonna get her
band
twenty-two on cents, I'ma wrap it 'round them
And first I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper
Get 'em to my trappers and they bring me
Nigga almost died tryna get some weed
So don't be fooled by the palm trees
This Compton nigga, that 310
That 213, we on Death Row
Ain't no one escape
And to be for real I'm already done cart wheels

[Lil' Flip]
Down south we all about stackin chips
And if you get outa line we packin clips

[Redd]
Down south
the barrio
Here to represent their lil homeboy on the radio
Que onda holmes, writin' lyrics when I'm home alone
Roll a leno I'll get stoned alone Ese
Lil Rob's
that's coming to the end
Caught him slippin', at Simons he tried to get a fit'
It's either
Or baby boy, you can meet the lord
I pray we meet again,
Don't need no palace paved with gold
Don't need more cash than banks can hold
When I get to feelin', a feelin'
For something there ain't too much
jealous people

[Lil' Rob]
And basically that's what I think 
All this fuckin' fools can talk all the fuckin shit they want about me 
Cause I can give
trippin' twenty G's
Lil mama gettin plenty cheese,
I got 'em hollin...
[CHORUS-Repeats] 
(Trina) VERSE2: Ain't no secret baby
You know lil mama shinin'
life of crime
Now see, I'll be quick to call it
You can practice on my wallet
And that way if you're caught, you won't do time".
Yeah, just rob me!
Don't need no palace paved with gold
Don't need more cash than banks can hold
When I get to feelin' a feelin'
For something there ain't too much
Don't need no palace paved with gold
Don't need more cash than banks can hold
When I get to feelin', a feelin'
For something there ain't too much
Don't need no palace paved with gold
Don't need more cash than banks can hold
When I get to feelin' a feelin'
For something there ain't too much
[Nashawn]
These are last words of a hanging slave
How can I forget this
I rob you put you on my hit list
Under my nails is dirty look at the grime
My
Don't need no palace paved with gold
Don't need more cash than banks can hold
When I get to feelin', a feelin'
For something there ain't too much
caught me one slippin'
On the side of the club, takin' a pissin'

No mask on face, I didn't really need it
He can be damn fool and he'll get heated
Point
I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
And you ain't seen what I've seen
I can get
All I do is get drunk and high
I be fucking nigga's bitches and they be mad as fuck
They be like

Man fuck you niggas
I rob you niggas
I kill you