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

I am to set the record straight
(The famous)
99 man
Time to let them man

Yo aiyo, yo, yo, it's or be killed
My leavin' them chilled on ice
twice when I flash my steel
They can't touch, won't touch, touch

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

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

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

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

My Curtis squeeze gats to celliums
I make it where you can't escape the 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
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Rob, we are
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Yo, yo, I put a in the air
For the hearing impaired, if you're hearin' this
Than your hearing it
Man I with bod, got put on the job

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

Off the liquor, shot towards you
Off course it hit you hard, it gets hard, I the card
Any card any I'ma hit your 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 they shot up his
I subtract like mad, don't make me

So I want it all, fuck had, make me laugh
By all means, get money, it's 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 game by the and I get all calls
So if you to much I put the shit on pause

Rob, we are
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Rob, we are
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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 here
We baby, bad boy
Bad boy