Lyrics:
didn't let em have it
They said lil ni**a what you got on your pocket
I said you better kill me first before you take advantage
1 Jit by my side, 1 jit in
on the wall yea he spilled him
Put my bitch on him yea we finna rob his ass
Put my bitch on him yea we finna rob his ass
Put the code in nigga we taking your
[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up
That's right (What's happenin', holmes)
That's right
Lil' Rob (What's going on, ese)
Hey you know what, I feel like partying
to blow
Lastly you see:
Me, be three by three
Firing these things called TNT
Fire these things called TNT
These things called TNT
They call me TNT
Thy Kingdom come, GOD's will be done
The lost sheep found, return prodigal son
Don't let no one, rob you of salvation
CHRIST gave you the victory,
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy): x2]
I rob in my black tee
Hit licks in my black tee
All in ya house searching for bricks in my black tee (Crank
'round wit' that cheesecake
Said that you better off dead hoe
Sprinkle a lil' cheese on her head
Wit' a hoe
Said I'm better off by myself, hoe
This ain't
When you getting them bands with niggas who done planned with ya
Gotta watch for the snakes cause they’ll try to hang with ya
How you gone try to rob
need a cape (cape)
Lil' mama's head supreme (straight up)
But I'm still rockin' this Bape (on God)
All I know is two guns, nigga
If you a plate, you
Gave my heart to you
But I Never said goodbye
Now Im drowning in your thoughts
Miss Laying by your side
Baby why's it feel so good
Your my drug
plotting
Rob who?
Take what?
I keep my rocket
I keep my fire, you know I'ma pop it
Catch a opp, gun them down, yeah you know how I'm rocking
Bodies gone drop
Oh, really? Yeah
Oh, really? Yeah (racks)
I'm scared to break the top (why?)
I'm scared to make a mess because I'm watched by the cops (fuck
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
together we stay deep
It's Rob G!
Cheyah!
King of the Streets and I'm roll around Houston ridin' 4's
Boys better chill 'fore this throw-away leave they
night (pitchin' the crack)
But now things are a lil' bit different
I could start the car (without the key in the ignition)
Now I be Vivo sippin' -
night (pitchin' the crack)
But now things are a lil' bit different
I could start the car (without the key in the ignition)
Now I be Vivo sippin' -
Came Straight off The boat
Ha
Came from the mud
Bitch I'm clean big soap lot of suds (uh Yea)
Yea my Spiff big Drip
Imma Walkin jacuzzi lil tub (uh)
fam in a mansion Pull up ghost Danny Phantom
Try to rob we hold em for ransom See I got them bags like Santa
She lookin like she wanna fuck
Lil bitch
on
Better ask somebody, set up by a nasty thotty (for real)
Lil' bastard's prolly waitin' with the mask in lobby
I got the scoop for ice and cream, they
before I was a gangsta
Still had a pocket knife
And I might Lil' Shank ya
Rob you for your bank you know I hustle
Always gotta have an itch for a scratch
to get a lil green you can tell that I came up from nothing
My young niggas pull up and they get to dumping
We got the lo we pull up to yo function
We got
da lead pipe
Niggas wanna rob me
Cuz dey know i got my bread right
Only let a thotty bop me if lil mami head tight
Car so big she aint make it
doing dash
Richard Millie on my wrist
Watch how they come look at this
I get mad I take a piss
Who that lil dude neva miss
Only 15 making hits
Lovin Emily
TREZ!
Got a background but not in the system
Walking around with the fie in the bag, one on my hip a lil nigga but a get on yo ass
My niggas with me
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