Lyrics:
lil' bro get it
Don't you know hoe ain't really got no bitch
Boy, you ain't psyched out? Where's your pipe now
I caught your head low from your white
made that shit in the trap
And you wouldn't believe how much I made back
Bitch, my sole Amiri, I can never keep it cordial (nah)
I just had
I heard that she a freak, I found out when she topped me
He dont think we keep them sticks, lil boy come try to rob me
His lil' shit gon' jam up, how
and Baka bossed up, you know how bosses do
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger,
show you how to get it crunk
(I'm still) plottin' with Fox (to death) I do it with Clef
(Forever) We're world mackin' thats to the death
Nigga blast
Diddy]
Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam
Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall
Well let's see how Rob be
Hit me on the 8-3-2, it's Paul Wall, what it do baby (heheh, nahmtawkinbout?)
Know I'm talkin', my purple so muddy I can barely even drive
Blowin'
how you really feel
I could make a couple thousand tonight will you help me turn it to a mil
You only love me when I'm fucking you, right
I already know
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
come back
To kill again for them racks (Boom, boom, boom)
See this is a stick up (Stick up)
This Nina I pick up (Pick it up)
I feel like Thor grabbin' my
Gala, I reek
Two-seater black with the ski, with the glee on me
Do it off the love, know the body be cheap
Move like the mafia, put on for the three
cause I KNOW it's a dream
Niggaz that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob em
Niggaz that know me well see me and think I'ma problem
I'm just
Lean I feel a lil crazy
Sipping this lean Yea I'm a Lu lazy
Fucking this bad Bitch I'm going real Crazy
Tucking my Stick it's just for Protection
I call
Call me lil shiesty we comin all summer
Ion care what you say we ain't doin no bluffin
Bigger n bigger you know how I'm gettin shit easy for me
We
don't care about bein' famous
Lord know my life in danger
That's why I keep them killers with me
Any nigga want it they can get it
Fuck nigga, li'l
like me
It strikes me in the bod, you don't give a shit about Lil' Rob
[Chorus]
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep
like me
It strikes me in the bod, you don't give a shit about Lil' Rob
[Chorus]
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep
"Ayy bro, this lil' nigga cold
Keep on doin' what you doin', you gon' make it, you 'gon blow"
I ain't know that Ced had went ahead and played my shit
Hey you know what homey
I'm sick and tired of these fools homey, yea
Talking about how they're keeping it real, you know
Well then keep it real ese,
feel like he after me next
Oh Lord
I just wanna ball a hunnid summers
Seen too many of my dogs goin' under
How I made it out alive, sometimes I
the verse is ready
Not a how do I feel, not a how do I deal
If that's life, then nigga, how is it real?
These last couple of days I've been speaking to my
out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy stay high
the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy stay high (why I stay so high)
Aye lil bae, aye lil bae, aye lil bae (aye lil bae)
I'm not
Discuss these i know how it feels by lil rob Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In