all day and night [Lil' Rob:] Day and night D- Day and night Day and night, day and night, day and night Explode like dynamite, day and night, day and
fly and flashy, jermaine and bow wow Man I'm (by your side) (what up j) when you was on your last dollar I tell rob to wire you a mil no problem Shaniah's my lil sis and
] Young rich and dangerous but not kris kross Me I was just a running boy til I made it the boss Got alot on my plate breakfast,lunch and dinner Call
rape and rob like they want to Because that's what we into and what my mans do I control that you know that I love peoples that show me love back But
m gonna miss him, cause Lil Rob was down to the end And I'm speakin on behalf of his family and friends We all love him, and that's the finest fact on
(Featuring Three 6 Mafia/Lil Wyte/Frayser Boy) We Some north side niggaz and we runnin this shit We some south side niggaz and we runnin this shit We
in school Smoke wombs, rob and tote tools Jail and poke fools, bash niggas in the head With forties after thatm shake your hand and get more brew Please
lil kim to a lil qulity time a lil bumpin an grind a lil wine and dime a lil movie, a lil money, some time a lil dochi kanbe, cheri, lou vatin a lil
and rice Badge up in my phone ribs Retaliated that was just a block from my crib Survive snitches that hate Bitch that work with undercovers Lost friends and
fuck can'tI get high and meet with Peter Pan huh I like nice asses and boobs I like nitrous in plastic balloons and acid and shrooms I need sluts, I'
in the hood I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could [Chorus (50 then Game):] Hate it or love it the underdog's on top And I'm gonna
the hood He'd run away from New York and never come back if he could [Chorus - The Game] Hate it or love it the underdogs on top And he gon tell and
rockin some frames and fake guns when they rob Sha Born 'til then they snatch you, axe you Play the squid-ad, we gettin at you And we don't wanna rap
[Chorus: Gucci Mane (Lil Scrappy) 2x] I rob in my black tee Hit licks in my black tee All in ya house searchin for bricks in my black tee (Crank It
that much Yea I scream out Jers that much Cause these other dudes fightin for New York like it's worth that much And these sitcom niggaz caress and hold
one thing, and that's to get paid Hopin I make it thru the worst, and see better days My double barrel pump, temptin me to take it and rob My second mind
close I hate her boyfriend so I put one in his throat Fuck around and sniff an ounce of raw, bust the four Fours, pull out my dick and take a piss on
