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Black Rob get the money,
With or without yall, I doubt yall,
Know I`m punch`n niggaz in there mouth ya`ll.
5 minities niggaz wanna require,
understand this BUCK! BUCK! gunfire.
Be yourself do wanna be boss,
when I come thur with the phat G series,
ya`ll niggaz step leerie.
Knock it off, take my teams motto,
alcohol out the bottle,
Live` like we just hit lotto.
B-tches do`n their thing,
sip`n Singapore slings,
mercy-less like Ming,
phat diamond rings.
sip on Gin & Tonic till they vomit,
and still driving home from the clubs.
It`s about playaz max live wires,
go 10 rounds with real prize fighters.
With beef thats deep, throw hunderds..
you just throw your panties on the gods stomach.
I`m not the boss but I`m the man,
I lounge in parts of Japan,
were going on tour with real live bands.
I got it off you, Yes the double breast,
keep the vest on my chest,
cuz I`n runnin round with the best.
Cop a Lex for my lady
3.25 carats, we talking Ice baby
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