Lyrics:
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor
Going down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backing
to say
And make the world go away
I'm sorry if I hurt you
I'll make it up day by day
Just say you love me like you used to
And make the world go away
memory
The way you make me feel, yeah
You got a hold on me, I never met someone so different
Oh here we go
You're part of me now
You're part of me
whole mothas
Glock huggas
Rob till we rob each other, facked on any motherfucka nigga
.40 cal's got me dangery
Like JJ Fad icredible hoe don't make me
and the sweat up
If you don't say nothing, can't be set up
Always stand tall, make sure you hold your head up
Hold your head lil' bruh (you don't stop)
You can fuck my bitch, you can have my hoe
Get yours, get yours, get yours by any means
You can smoke that kill, you can push that dope
Get yours,
the watermelons grow
Back to my home
I dare not go
For if I do
My mother will say
"Did you ever have a time
When you couldn't make a rhyme?"
Down by the bay
rob by myself
Se opp, hot pot, then, I step
Bet you been miserable since I left
No, no, you can't have my wealth
Louis V, all-white belt
I snatch
he tell her (what you say?)
I'm your shooter, shooter, shooter (haha, let's go)
My hands up (yeah)
My hands up (yeah)
They want me with my hands
'em
They say lil' Rob he going nuts, bitch suck 'em
Niggas said it's up, so we gang slide bust 'em
I ain't switching up bitch it's Bayline or nothin'
gotta bust
Got the forty on my waist right by my gut
Say she like a nigga jewelry but don't touch
I wanna rob myself bitch I know wassup
I'm
walk with me
See what I see, watch me then, talk with me
Share my pain, make it a little easier to deal with it
'Cause despite all the fame you I'm
rob a mexican guy)
Beat him on the head
(oh, you beat him on his head)
Maybe make him dead
(you just might make him dead)
Just so you can fly
(oh, you
You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin
You my twin, you my treacherous lil' twin
Yeah, fuck what they say
Fuck what they- (uh, yeah), fuck what
problably worked at tha tity bar
We see yo tittys and yo ass got u pretty far
Fly bitches aint impressed by a lil gold
But soakin wet off the power that
the kind of a girl that makes "The News of the World"
Yes, you could say she was attractively built
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah!) Great!
Fab!
Isn't
comes along
With all the words, dear, at my command
I just can't make you understand
I'll always love you, baby, come what may
My heart is
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
beatin' fast)
I got plenty (I got plenty)
It's so many, yeah (so many, yeah)
They say gimme (they say gimme)
He got plenty, yeah (yeah)
Bruh, you
lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, I can't trust no one so I be on my lonely
She say I fuck around, that's why she keep ignorin' me
You tyin'
on the block is you fell off and I'm just sayin'
If it ain't "Old Town Road," Lil Nassy, I ain't playin'
Nigga, just stick to what you best at
I suggest make
dudes
Lost his gun off jiggaboos, he went and brought another tool
They say they gon' try to rob who? Your top you lose, go with your move
You bang
a stone by your eye (oh)
I can say you never switchin' sides
You never tell me lies
Not rushin', tyin' ties (yeah)
Trips to your crib in the middle
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