Lyrics:
rob me a nigga
Rob me a, rob me a nigga
Rob me a, rob me a nigga
'Cause the bills too high, this nigga right here too fly
And right now I just might
Who squeeze triggers, but they don't pay you to be active
Peep game, I'ma teach you how to rob a rapper
Catch a nigga lackin', he slackin' on IG live
Brrrah Brrrah Brrrah Motherfuckers Wah
This is Lil Dinky
And this is Eauldie
I can't fall asleep, too many rhymes inside my cranium
I'm raining them
Gotta have that
Uh, uh, uh
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh,
Gotta have that
Uh, uh, uh
I will rob and steal witcha, dog nigga what
Ride 'til we die, on 'til it's up
Thick like blood, where's my dogs
Uh,
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
"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
If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night (yeah)
If I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably a fight (yeah)
If I'm gonna fuck bitches then they better be
Hovercrafts cause we fly
Q Gang 'til I die
Pyramid on my eye
Button up on my chest
(?) chain on top, no tie
While I'm choppin' up this thai food
Young Del
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
(Die Alone)
When we walkin' by, they be like buy me those (Buy me those)
We gon' rob your home, we gon' rob your home (Rob Your Home)
She said she got
Everybody duckin', my fuckin' lil' homies
Lil' homies on the ride
Niggas gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies
of Shadowboxin'!}
[Chorus x2: Popa Chief]
Do or die, ball or fly
Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high
But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up
It's
from the pigs, pigs
Free my niggas out of the pen'
That's for life that's for life, uh
I'ma be high, that's for life, uh huh
'Til I die, stuck for life
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob
FUCK WITT US
[Cam'ron:]
Why should I entertain lies in the game
Pies to my name
E 5 to his brain, die for the chain
Zeek hit the side of his brain,
high off weed
Collect G's, make my enemies bleed
When you see me, nigga, holla my set!
And watch 'em ride
Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die
In this life I
for help
They onna sideline
Niggas told me do it yourself
So when I die
Nigga let me die
By myself
Them niggas bitches
they be talking bout the street
the doors on my newest ride (wrmm)
Like the Porsche when I'm zoomin' by
I'm super smart, but I'm stupid high (skrr, skrr)
The trap is back, and the proof
Who must I smack for sayin my name?
Somebody gon' die, it's probably YOU
You couldn't fit Bizarre's body in my shoes
Niggaz quick to talk, all hood 'til
talkin' 'bout robbin' me, might as well get high and die on a pill
And nigga, I ain't comin' off of shit
You gon' learn you in here with a shark, I'm ride
I'm Popeye with spinach, till' the day I die I'm gettin' high
High, high, high, high, high, high
Err'thang high, high, high, high, high, high, high
til the day we die
(Yessir)
Do this shit till the day we die
(Dumb little bitch)
Fuck this shit lets get high
It's the only way I get by
It's the only
your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggas
Now my money up, I'm living large, nigga
Ain't no need to relive in
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