Lil Rob - U Can't See Me Lyrics Open your eyes Open your eyes 7 times You can't see me Pick a boo, I see you I walk into the darkness if you see me
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are? It can't be over It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga gimme a drink And tha haters can't stand it They can't believe it Bone
tight flows but you can't go gold You sold your soul and bullshit sound low Fuckin' wit' me is not so need nine mo' Now the Internet, radio, prison even the TV All askin' me
choppa gon use it real soon Got the streets on lock homie I can't lose Put me anywhere I'm the realest nigga in the room(believe me) Take a look at me
Hey what's happening? It's your homeboy Lil' Rob Back with some more shit You know I cruise my low riders But I just can't find nothing to cruise to you
tearin' up the blacktop And I can't stop well I could but I won't stop so I don't stop I likes to cruise it to neighborhood music Hundred spoke thirteen
can't see me Open your eyes, open your eyes You can't see me Open your eyes, open your eyes You can't see me Open your eyes, open your eyes You can't
light Nigga we just don't give a fuck Verse one: {lil' ya} Nigga's be try'na rep and some fool's Be try'na buck but lil' ya that type of Nigga that just don't
need ta hate I'm counting tones and spray I'll blow your crean away This HCP don't play - won't see anotha day Y'kno we Hyp-notize, can see it in your
?t Dough Bussa so don?t be try me like a hoe I?m not your everyday dough that I?m at your seat everyday I rob just a deal just to get my ass paid I shine
moolignanis don't want no war' C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car Me not worried about no witness 'cause them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me
[Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just
got 64s and low lows, but most of us rider scrapas [verse 3]-crooked i lord forgive me it in me to sent me to tote semi's grope penny and remy my
up Fill ya cup, dont be no punk it don't look right if you really ain't drunk Come on, repeat after me we go S - T - U - P - I - D. [Chorus]
, u love 2 hate Album to the face, nigga, u love 2 hate Yes, it's that nigga u love 2 hate Young nigga wit money, u love 2 hate Muthafuckas lookin' at me funny, u
who made me A lotta niggaz mad 'cuz they know they can't fade me I'm Chrome Carleone Paul and Juicy who pay me Well it's ya boy grandaddy call me Mr
