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Black Rob, B.R.

Black Rob, B.R.



I am about to set the record straight

(The world's famous)

It's 99 man

Time to let them know man



Yo aiyo, yo, yo, it's kill or be killed

My skillz leavin' them chilled on ice

Like twice when I flash my steel

They can't touch, won't touch, never touch



Driving around with the toasty whip, never bust

Puffin dust like fiends, I mean I want green ya shifty

Cop the big eight fifty with the gleam

My team



Full of cut throats with enough notes to write a fuckin' book

Take a good fucking look at these bad guys

Stay madd fly, madd high

In the ford expidie and I don't expect to die



On some humble shit, I am on some rumble shit

When it's on you should see the shit I come through with

If you scared by dog release the four by fours

I heard the fagot ass Don died and he shit in his drawers



On the streets black good like all state, ya all fake

Just got paid but fuck it, I want some more cake

Ya faith, in my hand

Now ya nervous man and drive my brains quick fast at ya service



My brother Curtis squeeze gats to celliums

I make it where you can't escape the parra bedlams

I tell some, live ya life like Puff did

I did enough biz, ask any body, I am rough kid



Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh, uh

Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh uh



Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh, uh

Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh uh



Yo, yo, I put a finger in the air

For the hearing impaired, if you're hearin' this fear

Than your hearing it cleared

Man I fuck with bod, got put on the job



Don't question it to stars, I'ma put 'em in saw

Straight gate, I suggest you vacate

When I shake, they feel earthquakes in eight states

Oh trait, off the Richter, drunk



Off the liquor, shot towards you mister

Off course it hit you hard, it gets hard, I pick the card

Any card any problem I'ma hit your squad

Eyes on the shapar when I twisted God



You think you got it all together, get it ripped apart

Man you can't stand the heat, stay up outta the street

Nigga turn police 'cause they shot up his jeep

I subtract like mad, don't make me bald



So I want it all, fuck had, don't make me laugh

By all means, get this money, it's all green

It's all good and I wished that ya'll would

Man fuck that, security told ya to tuck that



Now up that, now that you see where lux at

I got the game by the balls and I get all calls

So if you play to much I put the shit on pause



Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh, uh

Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh uh



Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh, uh

Black Rob, we are

Black Rob, uh uh



B.R.

B.R.



Bad boy, nigga, Harlem underworld

Alumni, the one guy

The gun die, day one

Life Stories, Black 99



Life stories, I'm here 1999, baby it's on

I think I'm about to feel something here

We here baby, bad boy

Bad boy

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