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time
Got a few niggas
That pray and live by the book
Got a few niggas
That rob
Live like a crook

Ain't no right lesson
Got to learn it all
Cause life

a nigga off his bike
We won't test your type of fight
Bitch at school I had a knife, outside that I had that pipe
Tryna rob I'll take your life, crackin'

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

Grind

50/50 Twin

Grown Man Style

2004

the judge gon throw me far
If a bitch ride with me, she gotta show me jaw
I must complete my destination, make it another day
I'm a grown man, see lil' boys

Introduction

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Naturalook

1999

something, 175 shots ta clear the block
I've rob through your neighborhood, day and night
Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on strike
I'm looking, for ya -

call my youngin' Pooh, know he with 30 'nem
Brrt, brrt, that's the only sound the chopper make
Old-school woody still work goody, bitch, thought it was

Go ot for a couple days 
Give them time and they gonna get rid of it 
10 g's 30 g's 
Rob me, body
Lil baby couldn't drip harder than me
Loud pack same

Hope You Niggas Sleep

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

hoe
I catch your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lil' sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I fuck her
I hit ya park

Lil Homie

Pharrell Williams

Careless World: Rise of the Last King

2012

or prison
Drive bys, little homies hit the store for liquor
I gotta steer my life different, where to begin with?
Mama told me go back to school, I said I'm

big brother 
Finna make the hood scary
Week past by don’t nobody kno what happen 
Youngin drop his nuts & he ain’t done sliding 
Lil folks ride by he

the hellcat, everybody know that we them boys

My lil' youngin', he be shysty, he might rob him for they joy
Put a head out on a rapper, sometimes I be gettin'

everybody know that we them boys

My lil' youngin', he be shysty, he might rob him for they joy
Put a head out on a rapper, sometimes I be gettin' annoyed

and rice
This shit taste so good, I'm tastin' the spice Remember them days, I was shootin' the dice
Had lil' money, I was tryna earn twice Niggas tried

Lil Tommy got a burner in his backpack
Lil nigga gonna bring a gun to school
Got a glock 48 in his knapsack
Lil nigga don't care about the rules
Lil

me Advil
So I put a hit out on that nigga
Wonder how that feels
I just took a loss on 10k
That's a scary feeling
Back in high school, I got locked up
I

Dont Put My Lil Shootaz To Da Test Cause Day Itching For To Put Yo c** To Rest
Half Of Em Dont Believe In God cnd Got More Tats Than c Middle School Desk

I been taking these drug and been playing wit guns
And lil bro said I'm making him nervous
If I see a opp and that nigga get shot and it come from my

who may still know you;
When we come crashing through. We ask you
Does this world view satisfy you?
What you learned in your school, does it satisfy

talk bout lil Gucci
We gone find out
Where his head lay
The day they tryna Rob me
I swear
Dats gone
Be a
Sad day
Ima wipe em out
It won’t be hard
To get

Joey, there's no way you'll make it into a good college next year
Why are you even trying
Well Mr. High School Teacher, I'm not sure... I just know I

on any station
Listen, all this talk about fit and survival
Shouldn’t turn your lil bro to a rival
I get caught I ain't trying to bribe you
If you rob me

with a chariot
Fuck technicalities, I'm really 'bout to drag you
Take you to the strip, I might rob and unpack you
Hold you at the gunpoint with

leave a bitch leakin like a faucet
You can take that 2 ways
Ain't left the crib in 2 days
Too busy counting money in the wallet
I scalp em like a toupee

fly lil' nigga just a cliff- red
Put them bands right on your fucking head, yeah
In middle school I met her by the stairs, yeah
Too much money you can't