Lyrics:
game, the wheels too fly
I'm thinking about murder every time we cruise by
Heard he got like 84 elbows of blue fire
In the basement, muthafuckas still
a lil' jealous
I'm sorry, baby, but I can't help it
"It stink, it smell like dope in here"
Obviously, bitch, I was cookin' dope in here
Auntie gotta pay
frisbee, you know I'm around
Whippin' the Battle Bus like it's my job
Out here smoking gas with Neem and Rob
Ten years diabetes, yeah I'm a vet
Taking
good I'm still here
Stop all that cappin' 'cause that
Ain't how you built, lil' nigga
He tried to rob me and he
Got hit with a missile
And I ain't
Ese Lil Rob's back in the clean black Cadillac
Hittin' the fronts and the back see I'm still ridin' like that
Ese Lil Rob's back in the clean black
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin reporting live from San Diego, California
I'm here with two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob
you robbers gonna rob a robber?
All black gloves, black mask
Here we go again the traps goin' slow
So I'm kickin' niggas doors again
Them pussy niggas
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
robbery is a class, bet I pass it
Shit get drastic, I'm burying ya bastards
Biggie Smalls ain't softening
Take you to the church
Rob the preacher for
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
If I'm gonna rob, I'ma rob all night (yeah)
If I'm lookin' for somethin' it's probably a fight (yeah)
If I'm gonna fuck bitches then they better be
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
because everybody out here
Is havin' a good time, Oh what a night..Oh what a night
[Lil' Rob]
Sup ese
What's up ese... what you know me man?
Simon I'm your
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob
Bahdi-by-by
Get it.. right, nigga
They all know Lil' Weezy ride at.. night, nigga
I dip low, and I'm strapped up.. tight, nigga
Duct tape your momma,
foot in they ass. my fist in they face, My knee in the ribs,
My finger in they eeeyyyyeee. Ima kill Lil Dipset nigga freaky zeaky...
I'm still here
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
still in it
On top of that, I'm in it to win it
I can't believe that Rob would diss me
That faggot, that punk, he's soft, a sissy
I'm driving around
still in it
On top of that, I'm in it to win it
I can't believe that Rob would diss me
That faggot, that punk, he's soft, a sissy
I'm driving around
that I'm
Slime, you could slatt, i wipe yo ass
Im conniving
I could know you and I'll still rob yo' ass
When them niggas robbed lil' Ben
I had to run
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
Slim thugga, muthafucka!
Now welcome to the city of game, piece of chains and swangs
Pop, trunk and bang, yeah I'm still here mayne
Born
FEATURING: MR.SHADOW
First Verse:Lil'Rob
Str8 jackin', still warein' all blue
Killin' haters,hackin' and knockin' up bitches to
Still doing drive
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