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[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
[Chorus]
Ese Lil Rob's back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin' the fronts and the back see I'm still ridin' like that
Ese Lil Rob's back in
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 Wayne talking)
Fuck, Man I been on this block all day
Hot ??? my shirt, Hot
Boy that look like Baby
That ain't Baby
That is that nigga
[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
school chevys
To beamer coupes
Got a 100 niggaz with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaaa)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil ass up
[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
rob, do not thief
Be keep headstrong, no surrender, no retreat
Vicious and clean, edge like a laser
Words to hit you like a laser
It´s free
Funked down by the riverside
From every head and ass, may dollars flow
Give us this pay
Our daily bread
Forgive us our goofs
As we rob from each other
"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
[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
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
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[Lil Rob]
Sup ese
What's up ese... what you know me man?
Si mon I'm your best homey and you
Got a 100 niggas with me and everybody gon shoot (yea)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate
night (pitchin' the crack)
But now things are a lil' bit different
I could start the car (without the key in the ignition)
Now I be Vivo sippin' -
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
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,
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer
It's a calm wind blowing on my skin
And I've been dreaming again
Now that we're all here

We
Oh oh oh oh
it's Hell down here
And we've got to make a change

It's Hell tryin to do right
By everyone you know
No matter how hard you try lil
and the homie Lil Rob

Trocas con broncas, y narco corridos
Por la frontera de Estados Unidos
Puercos vendidos, coyotes bandidos
Malandros prendidos, latinos
house.
Never could believe a word that come from her mouth.

There weren't no truth in a word that lil' girl said.
Only time she didn't lie to me was
school chevys
To beamer coupes
Got a 100 niggaz with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaaa)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil ass up
Got a 100 niggas with me and everybody gon shoot (yea)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate
Got a 100 niggas with me and everybody gon shoot (yea)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate
Got a 100 niggas with me and everybody gon shoot (yea)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil' ass up like a chanterelle plate