B.r.

G-Dep

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Black rob, br
Black rob, br

I am about to set the record straight (the world's famous)
Its 99 man time to let them know man

Verse one:
Yo aiyo yo yo
Its 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 toastly 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 draws
On the streets black good like allstate 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 squezze gats to celliums
I make it where you can't escape the parra bedlums
I tell some, live ya life like puff did
I did enough biz ask any body i am rough kid

Chorus:
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

Verse two: g-dep
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 -ac

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