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flock)
They let us purge, I'm whackin' a cop (O oh)
I'm sellin' bricks if rappin' don't pop
(Ayy, fuck it)
I'm gettin' bread by the loaf (Huh?)
You want

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

Summer Nights

Lil Rob

MTV: All You've Got [DVD/CD]

I'm feeling good, feeling all right tonight
I'm feeling good now, its all good in the neighborhood homes
Lil rob
I feel good, I feel all right

direction, I'm guessing
Many approach holler simply because your hotter
Than most and so you're bothered by folks trying to rob you
Of a good night, cause you

For I go broke ima rob 
Touchdown b-tch pick 6 aye
 Good with the sack and yo b-tch 

Can’t tell me sh-t cus I came from sh-t 
And it’s the reason

a bitch by the sixth grade
City really wilder than the street outside a knicks game
Tripping off the jiggas shawty throwing the molly up
We the real mob

Gladiators

DJ Kayslay

The Drama King Presents: Straight Stuntin' Magazine

2007

Hell Rell:
I heard this nigga was lookin' for a body bag
100 bricks, that's a come-up, rob papi's stash
I'm Jason Vorheas without the hockey mask
Rap

(Dirty soda in a coffee shop)
(why so many questions)
(Do your Job!)
Black man by the corner store
In the East side nigga 
Brass pan I don't slang

real, just stay to yourself
I ride with a Glock, nigga I'm not by myself
Too much money, nigga, I might rob myself
I think my 'lil Glock need a silencer

Los tem+s est;n moviéndose como los quillo
Los bombeo como en boly B+j+mos el recibo
Los feos ,los +ndimers los oper+tivos
L+ b+by de p+s+jero tengo el

Mafia for 12 years
We've been getting it crunk
The kings from Memphis man riding in my Chevy Truck

[Lil Wyte]
I'm from the bay I thrown them bows
Who

Move It Like I Do

Young Buck

Case Dismissed!: The Introduction Of G-Unit South

2006

Niggas paying 32 with outa problem
My plug stoped serving we and we gonne rob em (keep it moving)
That ain't snich scale who you folling see when you weigh

Yuh, real Rx yuh
Real Rx

Walk in this bitch like Lil B
On the perc pill and a lil E
I slid in this bitch like a Martian
This a Audi, I'm not walkin'

The Pistons (yeah)
When you on drugs you make better decisions (Ooh)
Hold up, let the beat drop (Brr)
I just sold your lil' brother re-rock (aye)
I got

Promethazine all in my damn cup
You niggas ain't know I sold grams, huh?
My teacher say "sir, pull your pants up."
Lil bitch I be dabbin', no dance

Perk and drank I'm sleep walkin
Real grave digger just pick a coffin
Every beat I touch I walk it
Smokin on lil whatchacallem
Walkin dead, full of meds

to chatter
To your plug about Kraven matters
You dug yourself a grave lil boy
I hope you used a tractor
Yeah you fuckin with the master
Heard you cook I cook

we’re swerve till we crash came a long way from doing high speeds now I’m out of traffic with lil chops and blast took a flew flights to meet with some

artist
Shoutout my lil' brother Kenny Muney
Wait, what'd you say? (Kenny Muney)

I was sittin' in the hood with a dream and a weed sack
Fast forward,

from cancer Lil Man's death still got no answer
Now my daddy died why it feel like time's moving faster
I'm sipping and sitting thinking bout the past

just lied
Never fuck wit me even if I just tried
Bitch I'm not Christ but you get crucified
Call up Lil shad we rob yo ass blind
Laugh at you niggas, you

a rat, just don't be there
He ain't even do shit, so why he there
Lil' bro was just guilty by association
He could avoid all that by isolatin
Now you doin'

lil' ho that I'm on it, bitch, give me my money
Niggas be pussy, no kitty
Ho, welcome to Memphis where niggas be crying like bitches
Keep it a hunnid,

depict in their gangsta fairy tales
Like instigators that don't start shit
I better connected than apartments multiplied by condominiums
My lyrics be that