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Masquerade

M.O.P.

Masquerade

2002

the ghetto
I can see it in your eyes lil nigga you ain't a part
Of shake a niggas hand, shake a nigga hard
I keep the underground in shape and never be soft

Aye, you don't want none
Let my niggas rob you I'll let them fuck you up
Let my niggas rob you I'll let them tie you up

My niggas will fire you up

'em back)
Nah, fuck it, get 'em first
Feels like this rapping shit a curse
I wanna rob, i just can break it down and
Put it in a verse (Put it in

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

and the power, they be in here watchin' Power
All my shooters accurate, codeine like a daiquiri
Run up, run up in your factory, mask is on like Michael Jackson

yo bread up
I'm surfing this beat not
Talkin' bout Beretta
Lil' bitch, I'm in NY with Lil Tecca
Wait say you got straps lil'
Boy, wheres your Tec, Ugh

B.R.

Tony Touch

Hip Hop, Vol. 72: Universal

2003

uh-uh
Black Rob we are
Black Rob 

[G-Dep]
Yo, yo
I put a finger in the air 
For the hearing impaired
If you're hearin' this fear
Then your

I'm Ridin'

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD]

2006

Chyeah, cut me up, man
Cut me up in the phones, yeah
That's right
Chyeah
Chyeah
Uh-oh
Uh-oh
I got the Birdman in my presence, so you know it's

stay low-key and shit
Get up with me, bitch, I'm in traffic
You know I'm in traffic too
With you, lil' stupid boy
What's up? What's happenin'?
You just

Fuck, I'm squeezy, fuck, I'm squeezy
Smokin' on that gas whenever I'm in the studio
I can't trip up on no bitch, don't matter if it was you
I keep

over
October
I got a Michael Myers knife up on me ima hit you up in your shoulder
cold north got that red and white it look like candy cane
bad, how this

(lil' bitch)
I see it, I spot it, lil' bitch, huh (lil' bitch)
I'm all in the troop with the stick, huh (the stick)
Melly koala, lil' bitch, uh, up

call
Hit up Vick for sum of my dogs
And they handle it all
Gettin’ bread by the loaf
Then spend it in malls
Get it back
Stack them checks
I’m investing

call
Hit up Vick for sum of my dogs
And they handle it all
Gettin’ bread by the loaf
Then spend it in malls
Get it back
Stack them checks
I’m investing

rob ya
Pull up with water, pull out of your daughter
Got my other side with me, damn he a monster
Heart broke in the bottom, they saying I got ya
Less

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

your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lil' sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I fuck her
I hit ya park close up with

you feel like a wimp
Talkin' 'bout what you was buildin' and shit
Got you all up in your feelings and shit
Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga

NOW YOU GONE HAVE TO DEAL WIT IT.

MIC ROB : 
YEAH 
DEAL WIT IT 
DEAL WIT IT

LC: 
YOU GOT A DOSES OF YOUR MEDICINE 
FUNNY YOU THE ONE THAT END UP TOO

Yeah
What we gone do
You know we done wid it
Hahaa

Y'all done piss me off
Now it's time to
Put in work son
Rob the rappers
Of your shines
cnd hold

World Wide Mob Figgaz

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

figgaz
Check game you lil' young punks
World wide mob figgaz
All you niggas is jealous cats
What? what?

Uh, uh, now put them hands up
Rich niggas

World Wide Mob Figgaz

2Pac

Until the End of Time [Clean]

2001

figgaz
Check game you lil' young punks
World wide mob figgaz
All you niggas is jealous cats
What? what?

Uh, uh, now put them hands up
Rich niggas

them days are behind us

I ride by different spots, I get flashbacks
I can't get on your level, I'm past that
Watch me run that shit up, I can't go

and the lies I weave are 
Oh so intricate, oh so intricate

[Paul Wall]
Uh, expensive taste
We up in the arms race

Big money, big crib, big Cadillac
Big daddy,