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Albums:

Best of Lil Rob, Vol. 1 (Lil Rob) · Best Of Lil Rob & Mr. Sancho Super Mega Mix (Lil Rob) · Where You At/Just a Lil Something (Tre-8) · 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 »


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What you wanna do?

[Mr. Shadow]
Lets just walk up to 'em
Fuck 'em

[Lil' Rob]
From the sides?

[Mr. Shadow]
Yeah, lets do
my dues, paid my debt, silence is kept just like respect
What you expect from this vato? I'm bangin quatros 

[Chorus]

[Lil Rob]
Stop at St. Marco's
[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
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
look, you lil boyz from today to lights out, it's mine
You lil boyz need ta (???) with y'all's friends
You lil boyz really women with paws like mens
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
from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street
(My fuckin' lil' homies)

I remember, when you was just a lil' G
Flirting with death, playin'
on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz on the street (My fuckin' lil' homies)

I remember, when you was just a lil' G
Flirting with
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
unless you D-R-E
And that's how I felt when them

Cars drive by in the night
So much sound coming from inside
Red, blue flags hanging from the side
be Carol City
Used to sell dope just to feed the fam
Max box jumping with the kilograms
I feel your pain if you from Carol City
My last name should
thee

Gonna take you up, gonna take you around
Where your poor lil Pan lays, we'll drag him down
Did you crack your laugh? Did you skin your knee?
In
the day I lost my coolness

[Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)]
'cause now they don't ask where you're from no more (Where you from ese?)
They just roll along
the day I lost my coolness

[Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)]
'cause now they don't ask where you're from no more (Where you from ese?)
They just roll along
the day I lost my coolness

[Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)]
'cause now they don't ask where you're from no more (Where you from ese?)
They just roll along
Dangerous niggas, uhh Black Rob shit
Y'all don't know? Uhh Uhh dangerous niggas
Lil Kim and Black Rob yellow man
P Diddy, the moment you all been
the corona from SD to Arizona
Que onda, chichonas, nalgonas, cabronas
Where you at, Lil' Rob be the fucking bomba
Smoking up the mota, watching out for chotas
? Where you from?
(Where you from? Claim your set!)
Goin' up, goin' up, goin' up

I met a lil bitch on the islands
She show me it was why she be on it
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
Don't come to LA, Nobody fucking with me
I go broke rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I
momma know me
Put it down quarter key in every category
If you real all we kill for is color money
Fuck where you from cuz all we deal with is color
"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
the hood is where you find me
Out here with the grimey b wanna come up
Niggaa slangin' snow packs, nose running from 'em
Let you get your mind right,
and rob

Watch me, y'all a be lookin' for a come up
Stay on the grind all the time, gotta get mine, I'm a hustler
I stay away from the haters
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
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