Lyrics:
and a brand new Sig (on God)
Lil' boy, get up out the way (yeah)
Lil' boy, we didn't come to play (yeah)
And I got a partner named Dre (Dre)
You can get
like this
But now I got the money, so every day we lit
By the time I turned ten I was running wild, listening to Juvenile
Staying at my grandma
on pizza
White girl, Ricki Lake, Mona Lisa
Nigga go and get your people then
Ain't nothing, ain't tripping
We can spend a band
Yeah, niggas getting crossed
cool player type cat
Listen to some Jazz and I play a lil' bit of sax
Can't be a pimp because I stay with the mac
Shoutout to lesbians because I stay
on the wall yea he spilled him
Put my bitch on him yea we finna rob his ass
Put my bitch on him yea we finna rob his ass
Put the code in nigga we taking your
Uh, bitch, I'm your dad
Huh, ayy, come and get top
Huh, ayy, niggas they dead
Huh, ayy, why do they talk? Niggas a fool
Huh, ayy, we can't do talk
I ride with my thang
Since you been gone its been too hard for me to hide my pain
Don't compare me to these broke niggas we're not the same
I'm from
to get a lil green you can tell that I came up from nothing
My young niggas pull up and they get to dumping
We got the lo we pull up to yo function
We got
I can't leave the house
Without my muhf******
Skrap nigga
Every slime
Ain't my kind
I d'ont need ya dap lil nigga
Got some real killas
That'll
Girl you can't hide
Girl you can't hide
Yeah she a vibe lil mama live
She pulled up on me and told me jump inside
Sometime she loud sometime she
Girl you can hide
Girl you can't hide
Yeah she a vibe lil mama live
She pulled up on me and told me jump inside
Sometime she loud sometime she quiet
Dapper Dan (it's Gucci)
It look like I robbed the bank, so much bread, it make you faint
We be everywhere you ain't, I go everywhere you can't
I send
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
geeked
Heard your man a lil bitch, imma park down the street
Pull up white van, everybody in a mask
Where the muhfuckin cash, n we rollin ten deep
Heard he
punk heat
I make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys
But I ain't wettin' that
I don't wanna send nobody back, violently, fakin' that
Promise
in the glide for a bumpy ride
Yeah we got the upper hand cause we're three of a kind
Slip n slide we might cruise for the night
Grab by the wheel
we
[Chorus 2: (Fingazz) & Lil' Rob]
(Do it)
The DJ's spinnin' and mixin' the beats
That's how we
(Do it)
Vatos, heinas, caros dance in
Smoking gas just to ease the pain trying to hide this shit in these designer frames
All my life we've been trying to get it we getting it playing
With
with a title, my niggas they lions
Niggas try us we riot, it's never one sided
No love I hide it, not stressing nobody
Play with me like fire, stick with
was out right by da sto,
I don’t waste time fr, run threw dat pack I gotta get me some mo,
You owe me n ain’t tryna pay, we kick a doe, errbody lay
deez streets for the heat
You better practice what you preach
'Cause everybody want a lil' peace
Now you fucking with some real o.g's
Every time we hit
move me
All my designer by Louis
Half a M in the suitcase
Cartier got blue face
Check out the jewelry
Aint no cap in my rap
Nigga can't give me no dab
Spanish Fly and Point Blank
Putting it down ese
Yeah
Mexicano style
Simon
That's how we do it
[Lil' Rob]
San Diego, Southern California that's what I
be tweakin' when I get with you
We all know you ain't cappin'
I don't give no fuck, lil' nigga, I'm ski
You ain't gotta get in this car with me
Bitch,
_1895-6.jpg/300px-Lautrec_la_troupe_de_mlle_eglantine_(poster)_1895-6.jpg "Can Can")
Discuss these can we hide by lil rob Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In