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Ready on the left, ready on the right. Yo B. Are. Watup my dude, watup ok. Yo kick dat thing you was kickin in da studio
Yea yo wats dat joint?
Round town I'm bound shake da ground shake da town wave da pound lays ya down(x2)
And dats how we approach these faggots tryna grow and be fly but they still maggots, I'm sure all I gotta do is call my mans 40 cal watch yaself i'll spoil ya plans I'm da uptop gangsta da star in da hood, one of da few muh fuckas that aint scared of Suge, fam dat was 9-5 man fuck da past, see niggas out there frontin bodyguards up they ass man

Hes black rob he's ok play and you'll get robbed 2 day

Yall know how I coming through da source awards, sumbody jewels got jacked man they mustve been yours, yall dudes be talkin out da side of ya mouth, till I put da jimstar on da side of ya mouth, yall aint sell no records made no cash yet, fuck dude 'cause my niggas is goons they aspect and don't get beside yaself, a lotta shitgon be fucked up besides ya health

He's black rob he's a thug fuck wit him you'll get fucked up

I don't threaten dudes dats a promise dats honest you can kiss my ring and pay homage, or get smart read books by nostrodamas meanwhile I'm deep see diving oceanomics, I see green more green than da sonics more green than the geico lizzard da grand wizard, the 9 mill scope I walk up on a nigga put da 9 to his throat and watch him shake like da pope(ooo)(shakin now)

Hes black rob he's our friend black ol rob is back again

Awww man yall niggas done got me hype this it we fit da same stereotype if a nigga wana whyle we can do dat 2, fuck da model bitch when we can schrew dat 2, man notice I said we, she's a J-you-M-P, man off top fam I got figures in da game she fuckin wit all the top niggas

Hes black rob he's our man if he can't do it no one can

Yea bout to put da whole game on smash, alumni I put da whole name on smash after this they gon wana lace me plenty, you jus mad 'cause they can't make a jc penny, it's da bad boy br back wit da nutritious, black attacks like a pitbull vicious, its goin down, fam, I'm about to shake da ground it's uptown holla at ya man. (tic tock tic tock) ready on the left ready on the right
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