Search results for 'robber crab'

don't ever try play yourself
Bitch, that's bad for your health, okay, Don dada
Dressed inna black like me's a bank robber
Crab up, fire haffi bun like

It's all so shiny there in the silver city
Robber Crabs are breaking out and jumping of the Jetty
Get on your bike to get around
Still we find no bus in

Concrete jungle raised wit gorillas
Dope fiends smokin crack in da buildin
Drug dealers robbers and killers
Anything in my hood to make a livin
Wat u

that box game, location, your whereabouts (huh)
Every move that you make, nigga, I know when you out
Real robber, don't play with me
Ski mask, know it

Crab Cazals in a snow storm
My name's running hot, global warming
Neon pythons, both arms
Ice on my hand look like a snow storm
Ice on my hand

25 Soldiers

Swizz Beatz

POISON

2018

the things, huh

Murder, Kill Bill shit
Killin', you'll get killed quick
Ain't talkin' syrup, put a hole in your seal quick (Woah)
Let them robbers put

Duck Seazon

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

now, link up with us, or put your shield down
Faggot (bitch), you fuck around punk (seven fifteen)
We battle for cream nigga

You want a pound crab

around punk, battle for cream nigga

[RZA]
You want to pound crab, nah let his hand swing
I ought to punch a hole in his palm with these pointy ass rings

Just because you're breathin' that don't mean you got heart
Fuck you, I used to be a robber too
So I know when and how a nigga scheme and move
Shoot

for us to listen to
I'm trying to worry about my scratch minus the crabs
I ain't stopping for you niggas like yellow cabs
I got scripts so why we

Seven Mile Bridge

David Allan Coe

Human Emotions/Spectrum VII

1995

around with those cutthroats and thieves
They're robbers and killers of time

And there's nothing worse than an old sailors curse
On the seven mile bridge

something
Most of you rappers ain't spitting the facts you better off spitting in the trash
I went from pencil to pad stencil to crab getting suspended from

Murderer, Robber

Prophet Posse

Body Parts

1998

Murderer x13, Robber
Pschopathic, Pschytsofranic

Chorus x8
Murderer, robber
Pschopathic, Pschytsofranic

Whether I can kill for my meal
Will

they hate when I brag
Tryna catch up
But they shit got a lag 
Niggas been chasing
Got them playing tag  
Robbers & cops
Run away with the stash  
Always

on the gas
When I'm on the track gotta run it in laps
I spit so much dope fuck around and relapse
I'm king like a cobra you niggas is crab
They knew I was

I'm like a station with this gas
c bank with this cash
c robber with no mask 
Don't get flashy with yo bag
Niggas lame they just cap
This a laser

around them robbers
I got a uzi in the stu, I feel like a mobster
I'm working hard cracking crab & I'm eating lobster
I don't like no weak bitch talk to me

and pennies
Yeah, bitch, I'm havin' racks
That mean my whole team eatin'
Yeah, bitch, we eatin' crab and
Lobster when we feast, yeah
I got rosta, shotta,

of us as lessor
Than gods who reign supreme
Chains and things made us fold under pressure
And now we're just crabs in a barrel
Singing songs with

Made it out the hood I ain't going back
People on their last leg still selling Crack
Crabs in a bucket don't want to work
For nothing it's getting

come first serve
So many bands inside my pocket cant fit in my wallet
My pants about to burst
I know the robbers outside robbing
But they knowing i aint

need me rich hoe need me a bitch
Came from a long line of dealers and robbers and kick doors
Come thru ya window like bruh man from the fifth floor
Went

feelings
Niggas fake and pretenders
The reason I don't feel em
What they say by the pillow they wont do that shit in the streets
Remember Imma robber

fuckers how you doing?
Yea my name is Var
But these bitches Call me Rubin
I'm from Brooklyn
Where the robbers
Shooters killers that be hanging
You know low