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we onnat interatate
This fa my angels feed the fam I got some others
Love my niggas
Love my fans
Love my family boa ain't no debate

Even though I

I got a bad bitch, she came all the way from Naples
Stay by my side, she stuck to me like a staple
That's my lil baby, imma rock her like a cradle
My

up to slow it down lil' baby
Make a nigga wanna bust it every time lil' baby
Go ahead and break it down lil' baby
I love the way you move it, you've

Nigga's rollin' up some blunts
Mix my opps with the trees
Like, oo
T-Take me as a fiend
'Cause I'm feeling on her body and I love pretty please, like, look

the motherfuckin' point, lil bitch
Can you tell that I'm a bad motherfucker? No, the tears don't flow
I'm still a sad motherfucker
I be lookin' for a bitch to love

Open my eyes and see city lights
Lil homie gon rob his momma gon cry
I don't wonder why just know I get fly
Hittin the town just to get by
If you're not

she trying to play dumb like I love her
I got NLE for all of you bitches like I'm choppa
I got lil shawty munching hard on my meat like a socker
But she

tounge out
She ain’t amazed by yo’ VV’s she tryna’ rob em
Foreign shorties on the G
Like they came wit’ the fit
These n****s stalling on the P
Lil Timmy

show his ambition
Kid on the way, mama's bills late, gotta hustle hard, gotta get it
Block was slow so he have to rob just to make 'em smile

glitch
Ain't no dope and now I gotta itch
Baby I love you can you have my kids
Inna car I be swerving I might hit a ditch

Got a Glock nigga fuck a lil

And when I slow stroke your body, you're falling in love
No goodbyes, you insist that perfection is us
Steal my breath, rob my heart with the kiss of your

on
Better ask somebody, set up by a nasty thotty (for real)
Lil' bastard's prolly waitin' with the mask in lobby
I got the scoop for ice and cream, they

on a fan (wow)
Fuck you and your man, y'all get popped like a Xan' (grraow)
Got heat on my waist, I could give 'em a tan
I love my lil' hitters, they

Breakin’ in shit
Runnin’ from twelve
Hittin’ through dips
Got it on my hip
Got to hide the blik’
Love blues like Crip
Got a couple zips
Get it in by the ship

Breakin’ in shit
Runnin’ from twelve
Hittin’ through dips
Got it on my hip
Got to hide the blik’
Love blues like Crip
Got a couple zips
Get it in by the ship

Whenever I get stressed out, all I do is drink
Bottle after bottle got me leanin' by the sink
And I ain't about to slow down anytime soon
I drink

It’s just me vs the world
It’s just me vs the world
It’s just me vs the world
I came up bumping that Lil Wayne so nigga tryna get a mil
My lil

heart towards none of you lil' niggas
I've been sittin' alone by myself, countin' up big figures
Now I'm with the mob and we been plottin' on how to get

fifty sticks to NY
Lil bro he just wanna smoke some shit he dont get high
Switches on the back of all the glicks it can't  get by
This shit on my

Rumours [Featuring Lil Rob]

Mr. Shadow

Till I Die

1998

Hi this is Steve Austin
Reportin' live from San Diego, California
I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow

I've been gone for some time now (yeah)
I just want a lil' taste
Mix, mix, pour (Lean, lean)
(Call your friends and let's get drunk)
Drinkin', sippin'

Yes I had to run it up, run it up
Can't fall in love with these bitches they hold me up
Been ahead of the mix you can't pour me up
I done fell out

rob a business
If the plug don't answer yeah I'm gonna throw a bitch fit
So for now I slow up hold up and i take a nick hit
Just to tide me over
I'm

Gucci with fake ass leather
I mix pills with the drank make it taste a lil better
Mark his ass like some paint when we spin he get wet up
In the stu ima