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Jazz@moma (Teddy Charles) · Best of Lil Rob, Vol. 1 (Lil Rob) · Best Of Lil Rob & Mr. Sancho Super Mega Mix (Lil Rob) · Mel Tormé, Rob McConnell and the Boss Brass (Rob McConnell) · Rob Me Blind (Jay Brannan) · Robi-Rob's Boriqua Anthem (C+C Music Factory) · The Black Rob Report (Black Rob) · So Very Rob (Rob McConnell) · Rob Parton's Jazztech Big Band (Rob Parton) · Rob & Fab (Rob & Fab) – and 90 other albums »


You can find me in a cloud of smoke,
Usually I'm posted up in da corner with mah folks
Surrounded by thugs and models 
Everybody getting fucked up
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 times yeah, I'm Lil Durk two times
I'm
[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
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It

[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
[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
Cars drive by in the night
So much sound coming from inside
Red, blue flags hanging from the side
So much time went passing by
The soundtrack
Lil' nigga you... you outta line right there lil' homie, you step down"

"Naw... fuck you 'cause
 You better get my shit back 'fore you get busted on"
Lil' nigga you... you outta line right there lil' homie, you step down"

"Naw... fuck you 'cause
 You better get my shit back 'fore you get busted on"
say shit if you can't BE REAL about it

Comin' up as a child my city was hell
My moma was the best soldier, dad stayed in out of jail
I came robbin'
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash
of her friends are looking bright
All we need is a lil' more x and a hotel room and a bag of lite
A greeny is to living life burning by the laughish
[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up
That's right (What's happenin', holmes)
That's right
Lil' Rob (What's going on, ese)
Hey you know what, I feel like partying
Rather you than me
If you've been fucking with me from Port of Miami
It's been hell of a fucking journey
Ain't nun' changed nigga
Lil' stronger,
say shit if you can't BE REAL about it

Comin' up as a child my city was hell
My moma was the best soldier, dad stayed in out of jail
I came robbin'
juss bought Glocks for my hittas (19)
And you better not blank onna mission (Lil Bitch)
And you might get rank if you kill em
Drive by, lit it
Ra Ra,
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow
mug them back yellin out I'm gettin cake

10, 000 worth of ones on the way, he ain't playin with
A check lil moma he just flexin, she came with you
behavin' like they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said:
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash,
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash
then send your moma some flowers
I get paid by the pound, not paid by the hour
I got star power 
I got star power

New Ferrari came with 600 horse
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
Ese Lil Rob
We go through them hard times man
Just gotta keep our heads up
Keep on walking

[Chorus]
These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times
"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
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did