as it seems the American Dream Ain't nothing but another calculated schemes To get us locked up shot up back in chains To deny us of the future rob our
did em I'm in for deadly ready venom Verse Three: Live Squad Yeah, as I take a puff I get rough, Big Mad To put it on, can't none come tougher see
he originally figured. So, he went out and got himself a part time job and on the weekend he hooked up with the homies and got his part time rob on,
son? [Madd Rapper](Chorus) 2x This aint serious Being broke can make you delirious So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger 50 Cent how it feel to rob
hood man... I'm in the hood all the time man; fo' real son. I come back from all the talk... I come through, youkno'msayin'? I switch up, I've got mad
my way I show, my love for you (Nigga for you, I get the coke, I'ma turn it into cash) For you, if we go broke, we gon' rob a nigga ass (For you, if
like a big bagey kite Knock out di brazierre get it out a mi sight A pure murderation right through di night Yuh tink mi an Tony a go fight, yuh mad
went in daytime It's made a promise to let down smooth criminals gently in my business Grab your earlobe and billion, this is big business, buy tapes Don't lend, niggas mad
: (with Tyga) [Chris Brown:] These niggas mad, They mugging me I like my pussy bowl Mr. Clean, She started waxing, my dick relaxing I make her bedrock
said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you! [Eminem] Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it So when I rob a bank
the set what the fuck you expect? PO be a motherfuckin' but a two timin' bitch I'm not a crossover, don't plan to switch I rob the rhythm like I was a
got a friend, We've been living life right 'til the end If I'm troubled I know I can depend 'Cause all I need to know is I've got a friend [Lil Rob:]
got popped Big jars of haze, Cheech & Chong bong in the spot Tropicana, strawberries, diced bananas The long dookie fifth, next to the Town House crackers Mad
up? Man, everybody here enjoying) Nah, son, because your shit's - (crazy, a happy New Year This muthfucka) Nah, boy, yo (no, man...) But your shit was looking mad
Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum Then engage him with them candy rings Eh yo, I hit that shit, got jealous when she kissed Rob I broked
staring at it looking at her own 'flection But I don't give a FUCK bout who blessin it Diamonds on my fist 'lectricity 250 carrots on my diamond pendant Baby mad
I rob, hell yeah I steal, hell yeah I smoke drank and pop pills, nigga dis my party where do u live, who let chu in who'd chu get her, gucci go bunka, mad
when the haters get mad, I'm doin my job Some niggaz can't dunk 'til you throw them a lob Better go find, another one to rob You just a role player this
