Lyrics:
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Turn his lil bro to a lost pet, then rob his sister to top that
Me and the gang pull up in the all-Ricky suit in the tight leather it's all black
Cause being born with his life's like being born with a life sentence
Young niggas on that murder rob steal kill
And Lil baby drop it to the floor for
bitch
No issues when you right here by my side
I know you down to ride
You go ride with lil rob yah
You go ride with lil rob yah
Yah
Sit back and we go
this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe,
come on and get down
I'm from the boogie down, and all we make is raw sound
Like Carmen, I can't be found, Sandiego
Hey, wait though, ain't you 1nebozo?
Unh, yeah
I like the way this feel right here
Yo turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
There ain't shit in this world deeper than
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole
Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob
Viscious Man Funk on the boards
Coming at you for the 98
And it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I
anarchy
Lil bitch want a ring i told her go and try me
Hit you in your neck before you try and rob me
All these colours in my fit jus call me murakami
Bitch
I'mma tell you who I know, I know Lil B
I know the Based God
Ima tell you couple moe people
That I know that's not very important
If it ain't Lil B
Gon Mention that we jus slimed lil Cuz neem
For fucking with flrrddd Neem
Ebk Lil Reese ask me who my opps like All them
Me Lil rob Robbing shi we like
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i'm
this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe,
miss you nigga
Lil' Tweety damn we miss you nigga
Look at me, we never envisioned this
If I crossed you on the way I never intended it
If I rob you I
like whoa! I just wanted to be
A fucking lawyer but that was to long for me
Never knew I'll rob with the blackout squad
I admit when I was young shit I
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
down
N***as try rob us
We gunning shit down
Cause these n***as know
That we stay with the pounds
Use to buy dimes
I don't do it now
I shop by
Dev on the block
Hidin' with the glock, sliding on the opps
Never fucked with cops
Gotta get down no rob
The plug ain't pickin up
Ain't got no
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
call em "blow job"
If they ain't getting money tell em "go rob"
Yea I'm ballin' hard like a globetrotter
Now I got em on they
Toes cause my flow hotter
by Gima but the shit came from Scotland
The way I made the glass go
Bitch, we steppin' on them niggas, ayy, steppin' on them niggas
Bitch, we
dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh
I got them pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm water whippin'
I rob his
on a nigga, rob a nigga for 1 figure
Wanna be a gangsta so damn bad
Now you in the joint
Tryna keep these niggas out yo ass
Raised in Detroit
But I do
to rock shoes by Prada
Fuck Gucci shoes Timbs mo' hotter (hah)
We still grip arms Brook Norm down shit
The street don't want that watered down shit
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