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(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

profits 
Trigger finger itching cause I know they wanna get me
Niggas tried to rob me but they wasnt fucking wit me 
Its fucked up you gotta live yo life by

Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My

with me

[Lil Jon]
If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there
And make that motherfucking money
Rain, sleet or snow
Rob, steal and kill

a nine on me
Right by the side of me
My niggas ride for me
These bitches lie to me
Are you gone slide or no
Do my lil time or no
Tell me it's real
Tell me

the projects
Please don't make me catch a body
Please don't make me catch a body
All white, Yo Gotti
I heard some niggas was tryna rob me
Please don't make me

alone cause the squad ain't made no punk
Don't try to rob no robber or hit no hitter telling you right now dawg
I ain't going for nothin
Mmm hmm cause

love all of my brothers we gon jugg and rob (ba ba)
My life been going downhill thats why I just look to god (I pray)
Said why these bitches gotta go

gang 
Or run some shit over
Blrrrd, yeah

Ayy
Kutthroat business, lil' dog, get your throat slit 
My nigga went flodgin', he don't think that I

I'm ready to fire on all my opps, let a nigga tempt me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the day I die, I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been

LOVE THAT K SOUND , TRAUMATIZED BY ALL THIS SHIT SO I WONT PLAY ROUND , BRING YA LIL
BITCH SOMEWHERE AND HIT HER FACE DOWN , SHOOTA WIT ME CLUTCHING MAKE

lil shit for a minute 
When I first hit the club 
They didn't know who I was 
Now I peep all them boys in my mentions
If they throw me some racks imma

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck

You know, stars only shine when it's dark out
Thinkin' you can rob me, come and find out
Tell that fuck lil' nigga, better pipe down
Type of shit

Said he gon rob me, wishin he would, wishin he would

Got a baddie baddie ride me Kawasaki in a Maserati
All these niggas thinking they can touch me must

Thought that I should give them all my love
But it turns out they would rob me even just for lil dubs
Fake motherfuckers in the dust
I ain't pull up

600 thou
Lil bro Blick got 2 years down
For sum bullshit like 2 quarter pounds
Tried to rob my nigga T Money
Shot em in the face
First thing he said

smoked him in my Robins
Rob a nigga dark night, like Gotham
That nigga is trash, and LeBron he floppin'
I already knew that the lil'
Nigga was a bitch

Children's Story

Slick Rick

Hip Hop Classics, Vol. 3

1997

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 and Ty, we gonna make sum cash

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 and Ty, we gonna make sum cash