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waitin' for this lil' package
Nigga, this ain't no zaza
That's a motherfuckin' catfish
Cashin', leanin'
You behind just like an adlib
Trayle, let's go rob

but why I'm jumpin' on the beat then?
Never personal, it's business, that's the way I keep it
Hollered at my clergy, he love me like his own semen

a race I already pass the finish line
Neighbors counting shots He let it ring 20 times
They yelling Big Bad Wolf blow tha house down
Huff and puff on that

for my rollie, nigga it's stolen
Pullin up with a brand new choppa, I just seen my ex walk by
Yea lil bitch I'm finna rob her, broke ass bitch don't got

niggas tryna talk tha shiii
Nigga pull I rob tha bitch
Smoking this pack cause I got tha zip
Shooting niggas like curry cause I never miss
Rocking all

i got the keys yeah you know how it goes
Pull up in 4 by 4 This nigga tryna rob you aint know what i know
Zoo Gvng really dont trust these hoes
Pull

hit the drive thru (uh)
Drop them lil racks I'll find you
One time I send em by you
I make em drop niggas off at the Bayou (rack)
She cut it bald like

up on this pistol make him freeze with this new laser
Fuck this lil hoe so damn good I make her stuck just like a taser
Niggas know I ain't getting rob

celebrities
Switching lanes with the thing
Keep it next to me
Shit I rob, I'ma serve 'em
My foot on the gas and I'm swervin'
I be pulling out fast like a virgin

Ey man, I'mma tell it like this, man
I don't give a fuck how
Much time you done did
How many niggas you done shot, you done rob
You still ain't

the meat market
Trap, rob, or shoot a basketball we had three choices
And me I tried em all
Shoot the shit out a ball just couldn't abide by the laws
That

And I'm still mourning
Gave all my purp to my OG
But I want some more red
My lil nigga ask to rob my plug
I told him go ahead
Can't save yo number anyway

Ohhh

You know 

Who in here man 

Killa keem, Fronta

Kellz, Lah rob

Yah digg yah Understand me 

Yah heard me 

But look you know 

If you don’t

Harlem

Jim Jones

Harlem: Diary of a Summer [DualDisc]

2005

Domes poppin' bottles in the park
Don't play on 40th cause they'll rob you after dark

Wolf pack gang don't jog Central Park
F.T.W fuck the world
Drinkin'

run
Keep a magic girl by my side look like Homura
I roll with the wolf pack I feel like I'm Kota
I done got my stocks up fuckin with the brokers
This

Whatever

Baby Bash

Baby Beesh Presents What's Really! Game One

2000

up the bulk
Like Rob Deniero, Rob Banks
And bang out with the law

[Lac]
Look here I come from the projects
And the ghetto streets
I'm cooking

CD
Let’s run it
Hoodie smell like weed that's high fashion
Drifting through the woods
Karma comes & goes
I don’t fill my nose no no
She be coming

the courtroom they ain't got no proof
Spilled his cup he ain't got no juice
Used to rob niggas just to pay for the booth
Now bitches wanna hang with the gang like

C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas

C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas

Pulled up with 30, leaned on the dirty
Guap in my pants and a lil 40
Run up the bands , broke life ain’t for me
I don’t throw hands, that glock gon’

she trying to play dumb like I love her
I got NLE for all of you bitches like I'm choppa
I got lil shawty munching hard on my meat like a socker
But she

Hold up lil bitch
I need my chips
They say why you working
Cause i aint rich

Tell by my walk im the shit
My raps tight just like a gift
Niggas is

in my sleep
Ain't cocky but who the fuck fucking with me?
It's like sitting a wolf right in front of a sheep
And I want them M's to flow
Let them