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This that pill talk
This That Pill Talk
This that pill talk
This That Pill Talk
I'm from crenshaw

Tell the truth, when I seen snakes I used to freak out

everybody know that we them boys

My lil' youngin', he be shysty, he might rob him for they joy
Put a head out on a rapper, sometimes I be gettin' annoyed

the hellcat, everybody know that we them boys

My lil' youngin', he be shysty, he might rob him for they joy
Put a head out on a rapper, sometimes I be gettin'

on my shit I think  her name was Lita
Member I told u tht lil bitch was a eata
Just by the way she done walked like a diva
Scoop up ur bitch fucked tht

The Soundtrack (1992)

Game

1992

2016

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

way that's the facts just to tell you the truth
VA, they know bout lil stuzi just ask about me been real sharp to the point gin-sue
Pushing and moving

home on time
Tag on his ankle, curfew
Better flip these packs by 5
Yeah, whip it and skrt it, I
Crash, reverse it now
Opp boy fell off the curb, shit

This a lil toxic
Start actin up got me like n* better stop
Ask me do you got my heart to tell the truth I locked it
Erased you from my memory no need

lil homie? Your life won't cost me nothin'
Juicy J so presidential, don't make me press that button

My beat low (my beat low)
My bass low (my bass

ol' niggas wan' rob me like a burglary (let's go)

I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first then we can have a after-date (free Uzi)

Yeah
White toes, hair long
Rubbin on my skin tone
She ride it right, she can't do no wrong
Badd lil bih puttin out like payroll
White toes, hair long

and the homie Lil Rob

Trocas con broncas, y narco corridos
Por la frontera de Estados Unidos
Puercos vendidos, coyotes bandidos
Malandros prendidos, latinos

girl been actin' funny, but he got some funnier hoes
He been livin' on the streets
It's ain't sellin' at home (he thuggin')
They can call him Lil' Tez

have a snack lil bitch

Aye, some would steal or rob or drill
Or pop the steel for this moment
Knew the stakes and shot to kill for this moment
Well here

on, ion really freestyle
But nigga in the meanwhile
I got ya bitch in my coupe, me and Lil Snupe
'Bout to party ya bitch, show her what to do
'Bout

Dog 4 Life

Iceberg

Exit Wounds

2001

that I spit ain't, teachin the youth
But you should do you cause I'm speakin the truth
Now I'm a lil' older but I'm still collectin my bones
Even

I Remember

Lil Rob

Brown Pride Riders, Vol. 1

1999

strapped from the balls that's what I use to do
Smoking a joint or two Lil' Rob getting a little blaze
Welcome to my concrete maze, remember the days
I

I Remember

Lil Rob

Still Smokin'

2000

strapped from the balls that's what I use to do
Smoking a joint or two Lil' Rob getting a little blaze
Welcome to my concrete maze, remember the days
I

can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass
Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass
Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass

(Damn JK Hol' On)
Hollow tips in that baby drac nigga, Make yo ass do a backflip
Rob yo ass wit' that mask off nigga, you know this ain't no Catfish

he kick shit like-
Damn
I'm not even gon say that lil' shit
Cause it's just gon' sound a lil' corny
I'm with your bitch, you know she horny
She

Make him run
Take his gun
Rob that nigga den pay him none
Talk that shit you gone pay the fund
RIP tray we gone raise his son
Wish i was there im

a four
I shoot at the stars, strike a pose (grrah)
I walked in this bitch with a coat
Yeah, yeah, I want the fetti
Die by Lil Keed, yeah, I'm thug

at the bottom, baby
Talkin' on my name but I got 'em, baby
"That nigga Fetty Wap, I'ma rob him"
Don't get shot up (baow)

I'm tellin' the truth (yeah baby)