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know by living
In the neighborhood familiar
With those sounds we knew it was gunshots
So automatically you know we started
Taking cover because we
Didn't

infinity feeling me, clingy shit
Gorilla grip, I'm clipping it
You Rap(Rob) Dyrek's, you ridiculous(ridiculousness)

I got this rap shit by the throat
I'm

We gave the culture to vultures now they swarming us
They thought we died misinformed by the coroner
We alive and we flourishing
Tell these mumble

to my nigga dre 10 million and counting
Who me

The Nigga that mixed it mastered it edit it wrote it spit it your kids spoke it

M3
Enoughs enough
You

City by ballers with diamonds
Climbin the Benzes, rollin Philles
We younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 years old
Crankin off the hook from

Whatever

LAC

Baller Blockin [Clean]

2000

grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up

half to death rob him then we break it
Get off on the ?Clove? Exit, knees dirty, chick now
with low leverage, watch it how she lick the head of me
Cause

Winter Warz

Raekwon

Don't Be a Menace to South Central While You're Drinking Your Juice in the Hood

1996

of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)

Project

Turk

Young and Thuggin'

2001

[Turk] They got this nigga named Rob, and Rob is my dog His people doin' bad, sometimes I break him off I got love for the nigga - 'round my way,

Come to my crib you an Intruder[00:13.66]Grab on the thirty i let off them shots[00:15.49]Head to the kitchen you lackin[00:16.70]Stab in your gut

Done by X and Rod
Its 4 man team
Me Rod, X, and Anthony
Everything planned out
I'm nervous understandably
Hope "nothing goes wrong
In and out just

Inner Voice

Adam Sandler

Stan and Judy's Kid

Lexuses
And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses
I got a ten story mansion on the beach
With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin

grubszy numer
Mówią „Rób to co czujesz" później „To już nie to"
Chcą patrzeć jak celujesz sobie znowu w skroń
Lecz nawet jakbyś nacisnął ten spust i skoczył

some diamonds on my arm
I knew the plan up all along
A n**** rob me i'd be darned
Get the work up from the farm
Made 10 bands by dawn
In my hood Ima don

'98 Freestyle

Big L

The Big Picture

2000

got enough bread
And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin' Butt-head

My game is, vicious and cool
Fuckin' chicks is a rule
If my girl think I'm loyal then

Pointing Fingers

Mase

Movement

1999

by a Mack truck 
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up 
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up 
I'mma take you

i cnt get into it
Askin a favor lil bitch i cnt do it
50 100s is my favorite number nd i juss dropped a album made dat off the music
Nd i swear i can

to the mic these rap niggas get quiet they no that I'm coming correct 
I'll murder your album with 1 minute verses you know that the cadence erect 
True life

The streets will hook u
Or they'll uppercut ya
I've been influenced 
By school truants 
& righteous students
Obeyed the law 
But still victims

a hype hoe
y’all ain’t doing me like rob fuck it im getting lipo
nigga have you seen my girl? 
I got a Type tho
if you seen my bank account you’d say that

You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know think
I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by

These dreadlocks rope down my back now
I often spark the movement off, on city hall with molotovs
Do I need a body guard, I rob the robber, cut the barber

living life
I'm living life
I gotta brand new bitch named Tyra
And she give good head like Nesha
Got another lil bitch in strip clubs all night onna pole

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