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Rob, B.R.
Rob, B.R.

I am about to set the straight
(The famous)
99 man
Time to let know man

Yo aiyo, yo, yo, it's kill or be
My skillz leavin' them on ice
Like twice when I my steel
They touch, won't touch, never touch

Driving around with the toasty whip, never
Puffin dust like fiends, I I want green ya shifty
Cop the big eight with the gleam
My

Full of cut throats enough notes to write a fuckin' book
Take a good look at these bad guys
Stay madd fly, high
In the ford and I don't expect to die

On some humble shit, I am on rumble shit
When it's on you see the shit I come through with
If you by dog release the four by fours
I heard the fagot ass Don died and he shit in his

On the black good like all state, ya all fake
Just got paid but fuck it, I want some more
Ya faith, in my
Now ya nervous man and drive my brains quick at ya service

My Curtis squeeze gats to celliums
I make it where you escape the parra bedlams
I tell some, live ya life Puff did
I did enough biz, ask any body, I am kid

Rob, we are
Rob, uh, uh
Rob, we are
Rob, uh uh

Rob, we are
Rob, uh, uh
Rob, we are
Rob, uh uh

Yo, yo, I put a in the air
For the hearing impaired, if you're hearin' this
Than hearing it cleared
Man I fuck bod, got put on the job

Don't it to stars, I'ma put 'em in saw
Straight gate, I you vacate
When I shake, feel earthquakes in eight states
Oh trait, off the Richter,

Off the liquor, shot towards you
Off it hit you hard, it gets hard, I pick the card
Any card any problem I'ma hit squad
Eyes on the shapar I twisted God

You think you got it all together, get it ripped
Man you can't the heat, stay up outta the street
Nigga turn police 'cause shot up his jeep
I subtract like mad, make me bald

So I it all, fuck had, don't make me laugh
By all means, get this money, all green
It's all good and I wished ya'll would
Man fuck that, security told ya to tuck

Now up that, now you see where lux at
I got the by the balls and I get all calls
So if you to much I put the shit on pause

Rob, we are
Rob, uh, uh
Rob, we are
Rob, uh uh

Rob, we are
Rob, uh, uh
Rob, we are
Rob, uh uh

B.R.
B.R.

Bad boy, nigga, Harlem
Alumni, the one guy
The gun die, day one
Stories, Black 99

Life stories, I'm here 1999, baby on
I think I'm about to feel something
We baby, bad boy
Bad boy