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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) · Rob McConnell Tentet (Rob McConnell) – and 90 other albums »


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
push you can pull you can do what you want
Mr. Shadow Lil Rob and The Viscious Man Funk
Nothin bunk bout the stuff we blaze in the place
You can't drink
long can I do this?
I been bustin' raps since I was 16 with the bullet
And the truth is, I've already done what you did
But I'm done acting young, dumb
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
[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
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
what?, Look I ain't have nothin' to do with killin'
(Baby)
Slow down, I'm talking bout some get money shit an how its gonna go down
(Lil Wayne)
Well
' homies
What the fuck you niggaz wanna do? What nigga? My fuckin' lil' homies
Sixteen, fifteen, thirteen, my fuckin' lil' homies

Juvenile delinquents ready
Lil' bad-ass motherfuckin' adolescent niggaz! My lil' homies
What the fuck you niggaz wanna do? What nigga? My fuckin' lil' homies
Sixteen, fifteen,
from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you
somethin'
(I'ma rob me some niggaz)
Plus I'm out of dope, you know gotta try somethin'

You can do what ya do to keep ya ass in
It's CB and mane I ain't
talkin' about rumors
I heard that Lil' Rob and Shadow weren't always the best of friends
So Shadow can you clear that up for us and tell us what's really
know she's been good to me
(Real good, real good)
But uh, I can't help it when I see you smile
Some thing tells me what I'm doin to her
That you
[Lil Rob - almost whispering]
Girl I just wanna conversate
You're leavin wit'cha friends, yeah well they can wait
They look cool but I'm into you
x 2 
(Lil Wayne) 
I have you burning up 'cause I be (Hot Hot) 
Like a firecracker 
I'm (Tss Tss) Pow 
See these niggas can't take me 
'cause
[Juvenile]
Huh...
You lil boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot
You lil boyz don't want to do nothin' but hang on tha block
Yoy lil boyz ain't
Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass
Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass
champ by T.K.O. WHAT

Lil Kim and Black Rob, Dame espacio
Man back up off me Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio that means give me
Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves
I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do
I hit your ass
the smile there's a frown sad enough to bring you down a lil
Homeboy who sings the blues because he had no clue what to do in his life walking
Around in his
You'll be high all day everyday

I'm rolling down the avenue
Doing what I gotta do
Sick as the swine flu
Ain't nothing fine as you
Must I remind you
What
By Mary McCreary

I've been working so hard,
Just came home from my job.
Looked down in my wallet,
Good God, I've been robbed.


Now where can my
gotta bust
Got the forty on my waist right by my gut
Say she like a nigga jewelry but don't touch
I wanna rob myself bitch I know wassup

I
and the busters

Naw, I ain't fake, I don't talk 'cause I don't trust you
Never gotta sell rocks just to get dough
I do my shit the right way just so I can get mo'