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Go Ahead [Featuring Lil Rob]

Mr. Shadow

Till I Die

1998

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

something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale,

something you can bet that I won't let nothing get in my way
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won't stay this way
That's what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale,

the Rover (what?)
Thank God I was by Benz (skrrt)
Told my mama to pray I stay in touch with all my friends (Pray for me)
Hundred dollar bills on me now up

Imma go ahead let them do all the talking
Ion speak bout the streets niggas officers
Bulldog with me do all the barking
I'll rob that nigga
And his

own
And I don't got a problem, so leave me alone
Got a bad lil hoe and she just tryna bone
And I ain't finna lie, I ain't been on my phone
We gon' fry

Diddy Rock

Diddy

Press Play

2006

to take your phone 
Cause you far away from home 
Baby let me be your tour guide 
I'm your burger 
You my fries 

Run through sets 
Come through sets

this weather
It's hard to get some exercise
So catch me bulking, extra fries
I think I'm fried, I really tried, I really tried
Now I'm
Now I'm
Now I'm

copy
      I tell that lil groupie to stay in the lobby, I say everyday gotta count cause I got it
Bitch

23. If you late let me take you back, back then

Rollin' up in the fuckin' Cav, let's get high
I never wanted this shit to be do or die
I fly high
I ride by guys
Makin' Five Guys
Turn em into five fries

Thirty8

Robnhood Tra

Thirty8

2019

dad
I know you a hoe, let me feel on that ass

I get that money for certain
Way that she sucking, might buy her a Birkin, ooh
Put the lil' bitch

just
To make a profit
Bodies dropping price dropping need a pint
You know I got it
Call me when you outside park
By the fire hydrant serve 'em or rob 'em

Higher

Do the right thing
Turn me up
(Yeah)
Ya niggas Don't smoke like me
For-real
This shit For-real
Real life

We gon roll a lil weed
We gon smoke

Mind on Our Money

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

[Krayzie: x2]
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-you-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change

a eighteen 2 nines
Scientist on the beat bitch im bill nye
Pull out and blow on her eyes 2 blind
We aint get out that car this a drive by
Bad lil bitch ass fat

guess I could peel out I guess I could peel out
I'd rather just sit here and fry
None of this shit that I care bout Is making me bread I would
Make a lil

let a nigga hang 'round me if the fuck nigga hanging by a rope (that rope)
Call me Robbie two times, look at how I shoot knives
Damn lil' Rob, swear

how he do that?

Look out lil' ho, let me do my lil' dance
That ain't my dick, that's a stick in my pants (haan)
I took a risk to get this on my

(Let's go) 
Know a nigga can't stand me (Stand me)
Smokin' on gas, real weed (Real weed)
Mix the Sprite with my codeine (Codeine)
Glock-40 gon' hold

Yeah! (Xhu On The Mix)
Yeah, yeah-ah, uh-ah (Kill Arena!)
Shoutout Xhu, man
Ouwee ahh (Aye CGM, where you at?)
She give me XO, XO, push my buttons

never say die never say die never say die die die

You could have me surrounded on all sides

You could hang my by my ankles light me up and let me fry

I

pressure)
Creeping through the night just like a cat
Swinging out the rod just like a bat
Hit a home run like i'm Jackie
Rob your son if he come and test me

then i score on him
Then i fuck his bitch thats the whore with me
On normandie
You cant fade us
Cross a niggah rob davis
Back door all my haters
Dont

make it happen
Stop frontin these bitches
My lil shordy she gone trip um um (She Gone set um up)
Stop fallin fuh pussy
Address me by my stage name
Hallow