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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, kill or be killed
My skillz leavin' them on ice
Like twice when I my steel
They can't touch, won't touch, never

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

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

On some humble shit, I am on some shit
When on you should see the shit I come through with
If you scared by dog the four by fours
I heard the ass Don died and he shit in his drawers

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

My brother squeeze gats to celliums
I make it where you escape the parra bedlams
I tell some, ya life like 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 hearin' this fear
Than your hearing it
Man I fuck bod, got put on the job

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

Off the liquor, towards you mister
Off it hit you hard, it gets hard, I pick the card
Any card any problem hit your squad
Eyes on the when I twisted God

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

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

Now up that, now that you see lux at
I got the game by the balls and I get all
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 1999, baby it's on
I think I'm about to feel here
We baby, bad boy
Bad boy