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Heart 2 Heart

Y.G.

4REAL 4REAL

2019

said, "YG, I can't take this shit no more"
I said, "Chill before you rob something," he said he need to smoke
So we lit up, I had to tell my nigga sit

rather Hustle our way Up
How U gone Rob the Goon
This ain't no time to play
We dont do minimum wage
We rather Hustle our way Up
I move that Work by the Day

the cheese, the guop, the bread you know that she got it
Seduce you when watching
Becaful she'll rob you for all of your mula lil nigga
I know she got stalkers,

to curl 
Gotta be strong, this a dirty world
I went, bought her pearls 
By tonight, I'm fuckin' up her curls
Fuck these niggas, they ain't crazy
Right

Digging fah gold 
Ian do scoops 
Looking fah treasure 
I grab n go loot 
Cuz a nigga need a come up
Outchea hea getting round 
Ooo stick n move 
Hustle my

talkin' for real, ain't nayin

I don't pour up, niggas smoke by the onion
If I don't go up to the kitchen, I'm comin
I ain't gotta rob, I really be thumbin

to double it up
Smash through the city in a top down coupe, with my seat back
I been getting money dawg, but you lil niggas knew that
She said she love me,

HELL ON YOU

[Demon Voices]
Tonight, 781 to your area
You know that it's gonna happen tonight
But of course, 781 to your area

[Lil'' Rob]
Creepin up

Know I'm gone steal that shit
Know I'm gone steal that shit
Know I'm gone steal that shit
Don't leave it by me, I'ma steal that shit
On God, Lil

On the top and I'm pourin' out fetti
Rob these pussy-ass niggas, they lettin' me
Die when you scary-ass niggas come test me
Flag on the stick while you hang

fifty sticks to NY
Lil bro he just wanna smoke some shit he dont get high
Switches on the back of all the glicks it can't  get by
This shit on my

Point em out, ok I'm on em then
She made her dawg eat me up ain't even want her friend
Said leave the sticks up in the car but we gon sneak em in

finna rob Meek n sell his jewls to Drake
But chopped it up with The Game n he said they was fake
Baby that's My lifestyle who the fuck is Young Thug
Can't

sweet, run up on me
No robbin', my young niggas they diamonds
Stick with me and they robbin'
Only 30, they blow it though
40 clip is that Ruger
Shout

to spank me (mama)
My youngster shot somebody up, guess they made him angry
Two dead men right by the garbage, guess we done left 'em stankin' (yeah)

Where's Sean?

Kain

The Saga Continues

2001

page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their

is dead bodies
I grew up around dead bodies
Half this city want to rob me
Won't happen over my dead body
One day I'm gonna die, probably
'Til then, got

live
This the story of corey

He seen lil rob park now he got the drop
He gon sit around the block
Rob get up out the car
Then he walk up to the door

Hardbodied
Gap money
LTG the mob
Free wick
Free risky
Pussy
Fuck it Gman going all in
If rap doesn't work and the load doesn't move ima rob you

over the sink
I was too scared of the white police to do a heist or rob a bank
Resorted to robbin' my own kind, junkies blowin' up my phone line

I just

ass and rob his friend
Police hit the trap
Im jumpin out like peter pan
Do what i want lil nigga, cause i can
Shoot at yo partner, heard he took that

nobody safe
(Watch out lil nigga)
Count up mills
Double up the safe
(Cash cash cash)
You too fake
Nigga please behave
(Forreal forreal)
Tryana rob me
You

pussies tryna beef I put a selector on the stick
Too many reachin for a diss don't wanna talk I wanna hit
Steady lookin' for a handout boy just get up

I don’t trust no one
So I stay all alone by myself
These niggas they switched up, I swear they gon' snake you so I put my feelings right up