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a dumb bitch give me head
Let you know where I'm from bitch
The 8, posted by the gate
Before i ain't had money, I was straight
Ion fuck with none of ya'll

(I got my beat it's from Leeky)
Ay (Bitch)
Up in the trap goin' stupid
A lil nigga try me, I swear I'll motherfuckin' lose it
If I go broke, I'll rob

F.U.N.

Game

Blood Moon: Year of the Wolf

2014

kush and you the lil' homie
Nigga wanna borrow some weed, I got a lil' homie
Watch how I'm driving, can't let the double cup spill on me
Same block

a different country, 10K on flight
Balenciaga's on me
I'll rob you for your Mike's
If you try to take my money, I'll

Rob you for your life
Uh, uh, uh, uh, for

my ass and get bank
I had to sell to get Benjamin Franks
I had to rob to get up in the ranks
I had to run a train on a lil skank
I had to sock that boy

To me it turns into art
That I make by my own
So I don't sound like a clone
Cherry red, made me think of saucy sex
Is all about my ex n' next lady
I be

They try to tell you
You can be anything
But never say
The world make you choose
Got me crossed up
Like a chevy when I cruze
Got me bossed up
Talk

and I'm gettin' paid
Poppin' molly like I'm at a rave

I'm grabbin' my strap and I let it go
And plug comin' straight through from Mexico
Problem with me

Gucci, yeah
Count up the bank and I'm ready to roll
Try and rob me and get hit wit a pole
My money got tall lets save some for the lawyer
You get too close

B.R.

Black Rob

Life Story [Clean]

1999

Black rob, BR
Black rob, BR

I am about to set the record straight (The world's famous)
It's ninety-nine, man 
Time to let them know, man

a nigga
Tryna rob a nigga
Tryna get me
Yeah I'ma slide a nigga
And I'ma up the bitch like 12
Murk his ass and scoop up the shells
Mack a bitch bad for my

View Lyrics: Mic Rob ~ Deal With It
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Viewing lyrics for Mic Rob ~ Deal With It by MiC RoB. 

MIC ROB: 
ITS TRIPLE EVERYTHANG 
DEAL

breathing, try, rob, it's pop, pop

Got me high up off this juice, She trynna record I flute, I flew away
All up on me you could wait, strapped up put the food

move they as flaw as it get
I'll rob you put the squad
Introvert by nature not that i don't like people I'm just kind of throwed off
Feel like everybody

on these bitches, they call me Johnny Bravo (bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
School of hard knocks (yeah), let me take you to class
My bitch is real skinny, but

like Ginobily
Now lil bitch I go crazy stay crazy  like jimmy 
The coolest guy in the room 
But if u try me lil bitch I go crazy on baby 
I be going

I remember cold nights trapping by da bricks. On 68 with dem drakes tryna make a flip We like let a nigga try us, he gone die ya. We gone let that

Bury me like a pharaoh with this money and my gold too
Keep a shooter in there, try to rob me, this the wrong tune
I hit Johnny Dang and mixed

Get High to This

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

smile
No need ta copy our styles
What chain't been popped in a while

[Lil' Wyte]
No more fuckin' around by now I'm fed up
I see your face has

a million dollar Nigga Aye.. 
These niggaz hatein ouTside the club they waitin Dey wanna Rob me for my jewls they wanna try my patience (hmmm) but I’m erasing

shine 
Told dat lil bitch I need mine 

I been on my muthafucking Lonely un 
Niggas they faking like the Homie un 
If they try to play me like sony Un

get the pick on lil bro then I hop out the cut
Automatic, this switch gonna buss
Missin' my bitch when I'm up in the stu, bae I love you
Come here, let

up with that thang and dat muthafucka armed
That pistol it tucked he tryna rob me n**** try ya luck
I’m in a 5 speed switching gears I caught a body

The opps is watching they can not stop
The activities with my niggas ya know
They try to rob us but cannot
We was better on our own that's how it's