kill Pimp jack you off (ah) and they take chill Only guns pop here, but they don't kill I know who did it, but I'll never tell Will a man rob me you
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Tracy Morgan)] Listen, man, it's going on 2007, g I wanna wish ya'll muthafuckas a happy New Year (New Year, let's give it up
dare ya'll to try to rob me Theodore U, we got the army A-Town to Mariner's Harby Wild West, Now Born, go hard, G. Killa Hill, Stapletown, Port Rich'
Dane, Kwame, Shabba Rank'n, De La Soul Stetsasonic, Shinehead, Lil' Shawn Kid 'n' Play, Rob 'n' Dave, Rich Nice, Fat Doug Finesse 'n' Synquis, Groove B. Chill
Turned himself in, he had to do a bid A one-to-three, he be home the end of '93 I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me? Motherfucking right, my
we procced to give you whut you need Verse One: Notorious B.I.G Sick of ma screamin get a job nigga Pressed to the limit gotta rob me a nigga Simple
[Lil' Rob] Hey what's up baby Yeah, they call me Lil' Rob Yeah, that's me Kicking back with my homeboy Royal T And my homeboy Yogi You know what I mean
] Before Sweet T was Sugar, before buddy piped a Jack Soopafly snooka Before Biz Markie was busy pickin boogers Super Lover Cee, L-y-t-e, Chill Rob G
?that box? tech n9ne turn me up a little bit louder rob, cuz i want all the ass shakers to feel this shit yadda mean, tech n9ne ha, check it out, ya i
can even tell that motherfucker Jessie Jackson Pay your child support, keep your payments up Put a rubber on and don't fuck with us All lights are on This is for the G
Catching my fever Rob the passenger, the last griever You don't lone my squad? Fuck y'all, we don't love your ass neither Way off the meter Yo Bus, me
that be modelin', uhh My uzi weighs more than a single ton I leave you single son, who wanna mingle not a single one Hah, now tell me what you figure, nigga Rob
*two gun shots* It's a story about two brothers, Rob and Vic Grew up in the world alone God forgot about them, hmm Forced to fend for themselves In the
I go, headed straight to the bar I got a superstar status, so I guess I'm a star Haters checking me out Now tell me what's that about? I'ma chill to the
a deal wit or who you chill wit Banky'll run up in your session and shut you down on some real shit Till the Chef be like (Chill, kid) That's word to
So just chill [Ghostface] So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid Don't play me like I got a flowerpot head kid Just chill
freedom I have, But everything is complicated to me. Responsibility's parkin?, Take the stress, oh my god, get off my back before I snap and break. Know I gots to elevate. Rob
man, what he saw was what he learned He left school, now it's finally his turn To rob and steal, but he feels he needs to stop and chill 'cause deep