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letra de rob me a nigga (feat. alley boy) - alley boy

rob me a n-gga
freddie gibbs
ft: alley boy
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rob me a n-gga
rob me a, rob me a n-gga
cause the bills too high, this n-gga right here too fly
and right now i just might rob me a n-gga

the liquor got me lurking and looking for a lame n-gga
to set up for my next l!ck
in the chevy, about to roll up the stress, with a tec
and what he got on his neck, got him a death wish
it’s kinda funny cause he used to be my n-gga tho
we was breaking bread, flipping bricks like a year ago
sh-t can get into a n-gga’s head when his digits low
make you wanna send one of your friends to his funeral
maybe me and him was never friends in the first place
don’t mean a thing cause we share the same birthplace
same city, same hood, but we down to k!ll each other for a dollar
cause we want it in the worst way
money talk and bullsh-t gon walk a marathon
and i ain’t scared of getting k!lled cause i’m getting mine
and if they ever try to raid, i’mma hit the f-ckin pigs with the k’s
i ain’t tryna do a l!ck of time
spend all my last money, the bills too high
his jewelry, his whip game, the wheels too fly
i’m thinking about murder every time we cruise by
heard he got like 84 elbows of blue fire
in the bas-m-nt, m-th-f-ckas still think basic
thinkin’ i’mma show up and erase ’em, but i ain’t gonna chase ’em
i’mma be up in his crib waiting
“b-tch where the cash? i can taste it”
put em on their faces: what you know about kidnapping
and holding a n-gga’s whole family for ransom?
when your stomach empty it’s easy to understand it
got me out here taking them penitentiary chances
“born in this world of tears, will die laughing”
put that on the headpiece right above my casket
still in the game, my batteries still lastin
bout to put some gas up in my caprice cl-ssic, and…

rob me a n-gga
rob me a, rob me a n-gga
bills too high, this n-gga right here too fly
right now i just might rob me a n-gga

as i look at the charm, thinking of a strong arm
seen his watch as he reachin for his car alarm
bet this hundred round drum p-ssy n-gga thinkin twice
fore he try to run, shots spit, and the cops come
all they seen was my golds and a black mask
throw the car round the corner, tinted up with no tags
all these n-ggas wanna flash, ima put it to they -ss
with the k out, ask a n-gga, “where da sack at?”
give it here, you wanna die for that rolex?
you can either get your life or that watch back
ima shoot you point blank, i’m just hoping you think
you can take it as a loss, you can get it back
n-gga, buck and get shot, that’s the street code
i’m leave you there, do you, that’s how the sh-t go
just another episode, a-k explode
in his head, left a smoke hole
be a shamed if you died over fake sh-t
but that’s a lesson, if you out here on some fake sh-t
come and robbin everyday, know the young n-gga hungry
they be murkin for a quarter brick
know they k!ll a whole fam for the whole thang
all the shooters up in gary on the same thang
all the little homies strapped, so they look plain
gun shots rang out, n-gga, see flames
we be takin so much, now the sh-t fun
we be lookin for your sh-t fore your sh-t come
forty eight hours, n-gga round my way
everyday n-gga lookin like a sitcom
in this game of lose or draw n-gga
you can be the one that get robbed
or be the one to rob a n-gga
but we all gotta eat, so we get no sleep
we gon wait it out and k!ll a n-gga

- alley boy

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