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hospital
You gone shoot or get shot
Seen niggas get robbed by the cousin
Is you gone rob or get got
Big shout out to lil C
Taught me how to scrap out the pot

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First Verse:Lil'Rob

Str8 jackin', still warein' all blue
Killin' haters,hackin' and knockin' up bitches to
Still doing drive

light you done know that I ain't stopping
Yatty Is Batman so Ganja is Robin
See a opp waste no time you know we gatta rob him
All about me close my eyes

don't really gotta act we just live
We get money, we don't really gotta act we just live 

No facade 
If I really need it ima rob
Only thing I won't do is

time
Got a few niggas
That pray and live by the book
Got a few niggas
That rob
Live like a crook

Ain't no right lesson
Got to learn it all
Cause life

see you I’m standing on business 

On God nem’ might send my lil’ ho to rob them

We had it harder then harder 

Didn’t ask for no hand outs 

We went

live by the code never switch on my guys
You pop you a pill to go rob a guy ,
I scoop up my brother and go hitta house
Look
I do not need me no pills

even tryna waste no time with the hoe
Never been a stranger to the grind yeah I know
I just want the money for the time that's fasho
Lil baby always be

a dark-side sith it was waste
I thought I was fresh I was rotting
Got brung out the dark by his grace
Now I'm on a straight up worship God ting
Demons in every

tryna rob a nigga with no plan
How you tryna rob a nigga with no strap
Leave him on ya doorstep like a Uber Eats
Send a nigga ass up tryna play with me uh

Sky's the Limit

The Notorious B.I.G.

Hot Mixx

1997

Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding

Sky's the Limit

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding

Quik's Groove (The One)

Game

The Documentary 2.5

2015

my mind all the time)
To blow your mind (blow my mind all the time)
Don't waste my time, baby (blow my mind all the time)
I blow your mind (blow my

a nine on me
Right by the side of me
My niggas ride for me
These bitches lie to me
Are you gone slide or no
Do my lil time or no
Tell me it's real
Tell me

On a paper chase
Stuck in my ways
Filling up the safe
Watch me count it up
Ain't no time to waste
I'm a find a way
To get to the cake
Watch me count

What they not, that's me

Gleam mode
Gleam mode 
Gleam mode
Gleam mode
Yes I live by G code
New York so they Rob Dinero
I get chips no frito

Dirty on it

lil nasty thang
He go by Nate
He swim with the bass of his face
I'm wetter than rivers
He liking the feeling
I ask him for feedback
He say it taste

cold]
Lil' Bizzy got stress for to peep the streets,
and none of these police holice know me,
still wanna pop that bitch
bitch. No .

Krayzie:
Now, come

up on your way to
Work, see it all the time, always passing by
Call it playing Beetle-bug, yeah
It's on sight, better throw a punch
Running late

waste my damn time
It’s me against the world, I’m going anti
I do my own thing, I’m no one’s standby
Middle fingers up, 'cause that’s the hand sign
Fuck

Hey, hey
Hey, hey, yea yeah
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger, don't

all over the place
No face no case know a couple of niggas who be trying to rob in board day
Raised in the hood making money in the waste way
Direct

love all of my brothers we gon jugg and rob (ba ba)
My life been going downhill thats why I just look to god (I pray)
Said why these bitches gotta go

no time, I be on the way
I don't wanna waste
I don't wanna waste
Waste no time, so bring it all in
I don't wanna waste
I don't wanna waste
Waste