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on my neck gone Bam Bam
Rob Van Dam
Yo mans man (Goddamn)
Goddamn man
I don't really wanna have that
Pull up with the fade like I hit a step back
And send

with A side-step
Don't know what hit em cause Kidaho side-crept
Pull out my guns I ain't talking no biceps
God damn shoot A lil bitch, he talk down shoot

off
Steady working on the album
Racking up the missed calls
Fucking niggas on the first night
What is with yall
I'm a hypocrite, I still will put you in

nigga
Hustled and had a pristine glow up
Money on the counter lil nigga get grip
Rob a nigga with my fist
Bust a nigga in his lip
Take a lil nigga shit

Rumors

Mr. Shadow

Hip Hop Mixx, Vol. 2

2003

and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click
And we're talkin' about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life
Can you tell

Aye aye aye aye

Geeked up 
I be to high 

Fresh as hell
My lil bitch 
Sressing i be 
To fly 

Ik a lil thot 
Dat be going

Red light 
Im still going

Movies

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage 
Do wat you gon' do to me
After the show I'm wit my fans givin' kisses and hugs
While you get bodyguard by

a grain of rice
I don't even know, lil' nigga, but I'm really nice
Shistey on gold teeth, nigga, I'll rob a dike
I stole my name from my pops, yeah, that's

Bitch I'm like a farmer, I ain't playin' bout my chicken
All I know is motion, motion, motion, I'ma get it
Fuck, I look like goin broke lil bitch, I

done hit this nigga bitch on camera, why he really cryin'

Get the private jet for the weekend, baby, where we flyin'
You say you know the gang, lil

to ripping through your eyes, lil stompa died
Told his ass get in the house, stop trying to rob
Got me blocked, cause that nigga lame, and that lil' dude got

y'all should know what's up by now, c'mon like...)
Yeah, yeah
I'mma give you all a rundown 'fore I run you down in my Range Rover
You running outta luck,

Feelin' Freaky

B2K

Nick Cannon

2003

chicks by the deuce (uh huh) 
Ain't no telling what this man might do 
Cause tonight this man ain't playing by the rules 
So tell me,
Anybody feelin'

foenem Lil Tecca
Don't know bout us? Boy we giving free metal
You wouldn't act a fool if you knew better
Squeezo he posted by me with berettas
He better be

with the business suit
(Gimme the loot)
Pockets overflowin’ and I still rob you (Heh)
Just copped the Wu-Tang album from the Feds
Now I’m ridin’ round,

Forever

Eminem

Street Connection

Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have

but we still loud
Wish a nigga try to rob me I'ma show him what I'm bout'
Doing raids up in the hood setting traps like we roaches
Who wanna get hit

lil squirt he a villian fuck j black say he a witness
All my niggas straight gansta
Ask about us we’ll plank em
On parobation with banga
Bullets hit you

youngin years I was always breaking rules
Doin drive bys shoulda stayed yo ass in school
Posted with a strap lil boy you aint cool
Faded as a bitch spittin

First of all I'd like to start it off by saying Q-Vo
From a little vato con respecto y orgullo
With much pride, jump in the ride
Hit side to side,

hit the club with a mug
So mean got them niggas
Like who the fuck is that
Then I hop up out the car
So clean got them hoes
Like who the fuck is that
Hit

on that car these rappers cap to da industry we know he soft 

Flexin my face make me go crazy skino keep askin to rob em 

We bout to, lil bro jus be quiet

pussies never lackin keep my chrome
I was gone for a lil while now I'm right back in my zone
Bitch I got it by myself can't no one say they put me

lame, baby, hit em with that snooze

I'ma ice your neck, then I'll ice your wrist too
And if they ain't fuckin' with me, I don't know what else to do
Do,