Search results for 'rob lee'

for 'em, yeah
Aye, Repo Man on scene, take a shot for 'em, yeah
Aye, leave the parking lot clean, send the cops for 'em, yeah
Drag ya boy Rob Lee in

caking
Real shit, no fake
Get hit with a forty, I'm trying to cremate him
Be in New York, like Spike Lee

I don't do punching, not Rob Lee
He got stomped

was together still can't believe you gone
Forever a gentleman I don't know how I'm moving on
Calling Rob Lee and hearing him break down
Forced me to sit

the cop we racing and no court case
That’s the day I seen God’s face
My homie Lee like to rob banks
Angels & Demons where's Tom Hanks?
I think that was

Under the Big Top

ICP Orchestra

Psychopathics from Outer Space, Vol. 2

2003

but the guy's eyes wiggling
And me in the Bruce Lee stance giggling

I rob liquor stores at night when the workers are tired
I run up in that bitch

lecz nie zna się na rzeczy
Są ścieżki które trzeba przejść i dni które przeżyć
Duma którą trzeba zjeść i wstyd który przepić
Powiedział Spike Lee dziś

The Illz

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

Black Rob yo
KB yo
Tracey Lee yo
Antoinette yo
L.I.P. yo
Daddy Lite yo
The Violators yo

it, that's my freaky hoe
Lee said we finna rob him for them fuckin' pounds
He shoot his shit in the air, now he ain't got no rounds
This godfather OG,

the money
Rob, murder, cheat, steal, lie for the money
Rob, murder, cheat, steal, lie for the money
Rob, murder, cheat, steal, lie for the money
Rob, murder,

Lee's Chinese Connection
Kickin' kickin' like Bruce Lee's Chinese Connection
Kickin' wicked rhymes like a fortune teller (yeah)

Hello everybody,

Bad Bitch, Dumb Thick like Ty Lee
I go, Hit the Gas, Bitch, High Speed
Beat ya ass, Like my name is Bruce Lee
Having to much fun, Can't stop me

Bad

I live life like movie, bih like spike Lee it's a thriller uh
I want some cash today
I want some I want some cash today Uh
Let's get a bag today
Let's

time I feel fine.
Life should offer more, let's rob a liquor store, it's closing time I feel fine.
Skittle lee dee skittle lee dum bottle of beer bottle

(Aye Eternal You Go Hard)
Man we finna rob him
Uh mmm-mmm
Uh mmm-mmm
Man we finna rob him
Uh uh
Man we finna rob him
Uh mmm-mmm
And I don't care

A Cover Is Not The Book

Lin-Manuel Miranda

Mary Poppins Returns [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2018

first impression was mistook
For a cover is nice
But a cover is not the book

Ta-ru-ra-lee, ta-ra-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ru-ra-lee, ta-ra-ta-ta-ta

Mary

me if know wassup
Shit's getting really bad
Feeling like I broke your back
Back flips like I'm Bruce Lee
While I'm kicking on ya ass
Hood fame got you

All of my niggas some dogs no scoobys
Pop me two jiggas now I'm feeling groovy
Spike lee bitch we gonna shoot a movie
Yea I could shoot but ill hit

and Lee
You might heard of Rob, but you ain't heard of Kwesi
Man I promise that
Ooh, ooh, Steeze been on it
Been back and forth, on the road fore he rode it

I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked

single rapper, west coast to the east
Forced they throats to leak
I'm at least top ten breathing on land, me
Helped Dylan raps, I got skills like Lee

And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change
Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves

you artists
Bang and then rob it

Okay, excuse me, excuse me, please do not confuse me
I am not a goofy, my diamonds kick like Bruce Lee
Okay just

Movin' Around

Cyhi Da Prynce

No Dope on Sundays

2017

and you stuck in between
Either you rob or you fuck with them keys
I told my label to sign my release
I'll go back to the block, it ain't nothing to me

'm sorry I wasn't right for you 
You know I ain't that type of dude 
You gon rob my heart and steal my mood 
Sheesh
Deliver that shit like Uber eats