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lirik lagu lil' ron - robbing niggas

[intro]
b~tch
(i ain’t gotta say too much, aye)
(aye, who made it?)
(my mom made it, b~tch)

[chorus]
aye, b~tch, i came up robbin’ n~ggas
now i ain’t too happy bout’ it but since a kid i was a problem n~gga
them n~ggas did what? ok, lets slash all this problem n~gga
never goin’ broke but sh~t, if i do then im robbin’ n~ggas

[verse 1]
nd’ yhea, i went to school, but not to study, i had to go trap
i left at lunch time to go get me some eat, i ain’t never comin’ back
took my ass to the hood to smoke me a wood, nd’ yhea to smoke me a pack
i ain’t braggin’ bout the sh~t lil n~gga, im just sayin’ im bout what i rap
my momma got eight kids, its a real struggle, nd’ we gotta eat
got tired of walkin’, i save my trap money to go get me a jeep
i be really in the field, boy this sh~t is real, so you better stay with the heat
i suggest you n~ggas to go in the house if you n~ggas already in the streets
i pop me a x nd’ get half, nd’ diss my homies then you gotta die
its heaven or h~ll, you family better hope god send you to the sky
i don’t really give uh f~ck, its middle finger to your momma, that b~tch can die
hope she get caught at the red light, nd’ they don’t ever let her by
we pop out with tecs nd’ glocks, this is not for play, we aim at his top
you think shes a good girl, then come to the hood to b~tch nd’ thot
nd’ we in the hood boy, so just duck if you hear some shots
they’ll be like lil ron, how the f~ck you grow up with this sh~t on yo block?
i tell them
[chorus]
aye, b~tch, i came up robbin’ n~ggas
now i ain’t too happy bout’ it but since a kid i was a problem n~gga
them n~ggas did what? ok, lets slash all this problem n~gga
never goin’ broke but sh~t, if i do then clearly im robbin’ n~ggas

[verse 2]
i think im the king of my city, i really came up im was trappin’ on titties
nd’ all them bad hoes tryina give me some p~ssy, but i was too busy
run me up a sack, i was sippin’ on ack, thats why i look a lil silly
glocks all in the back, so how are we lackin’ if we then n~ggas gettin’ busy
you n~ggas ain’t toten a stick, you ain’t loose yo homie then go through a hit
you ain’t even k!ll yo opps, but ready to k!ll me over a b~tch
n~ggas all on live they all about talkin’ bout me, they thinkin’ its funny nd’ sh~t
so i send him a clip with me nd’ his b~tch to see him how funny it get
this is b~tch callin’ nd’ now she cryin’ like “he don’t even want me no more”
now somethin’ tell me, the sh~t that he was laughin’ about ain’t funny no mo’
n~ggas like all drama, but i just sit back to my pennies and dollas
i just wanna show n~ggas they make me mad enough, ill f~ck on yo momma

[outro]
aye, im onna f~ckin’ come up, im feelin’ great
make me mad enough i bet ill f~ck on one of yall s~xy ass, thick ass, good lookin’ ass mommas
i know how im f~ckin’ comin’
aye
b~tch
aye
(d~mn good that b~tch up [?])

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