letra de dont wanna rob no mo - baby evil
[intro: baby evil]
yah
p-ssy
don’t play with him
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, n-gga? (f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout?), haha
phew, phew-phew, phew, phew, phew
phew-phew-phew, phew, phew
keep up, you trippin’ (phew, phew, phew)
twin, pass me that (phew-phew-phew)
[verse 1: baby evil]
yah, we gon’ put the pistol on yo’ ass (on yo’ ass)
i’m a young n-gga, i ain’t go to class
and the glock on me, got a fifty mag’ (yeah, n-gga, got a fifty mag’)
n-gga don’t wanna get toe-tagged (on god)
who the f-ck you gon’ k!ll with that promag? (k!ll with that promag)
and you need to catch up with yo’ slow ass
pass ‘sama the drank, n-gga, he gon’ pour that
pass ‘sama the drank (for real)
and that n-gga not gang, we make him walk the plank, n-gga (yeah)
i was locked up with that shank, n-gga (i was locked with the shank)
we gon’ rob a n-gga for his drank, n-gga
ayy, n-gga, what the f-ck? (okay)
we gon’—we gon’ spin on thеy block like, “what up?” (what’s up?)
and that hunnid-round drum, you know i got it tuck (wow)
and we spin on yo’ block, you p-ssies bеtter duck, yeah (duck)
[verse 2: osamason]
know i have my sh-t tuck, yeah (go)
i want a big benz truck (skrrt)
i just dropped the mud (mud)
got a check, then i f-cked it up (let’s go)
get her neck and i f-ck it up (uh-huh)
hit the show and i f-ck sh-t up (let’s go)
west side got five tec-9s (five)
pour green up for my slime (slime)
push up, i’ma flip that ride (slatt)
we spinnin’ on that time (let’s go)
i may catch a n-gga outside (‘side)
got two glocks when i’m ridin’ (uh-huh, uh-huh)
i’m in the srt, model jeep (skrrt)
spend it in ysl (uh, ‘sl), that’s how you know it’s me, yeah (let’s go)
b-tch, that’s how you know it’s me (uh-huh)
you don’t do sh-t when i’m in yo’ town (town), i was just geeked off three (oh, yeah)
yeah, twin like, “hope it’s me”
yeah, pull a tiktok, ball (let’s go)
i was ridin’ ’round with the boss (ride ’round)
lil’ n-gga, i’m the boss (yeah)
take no loss when i’m pourin’ up toss (pourin’ up toss)
with hi-tech, we don’t pay no cost
phew-phew, phew-phew, phew, i’on wan’ have to rob you folks (yeah, yeah, it’s up)
i don’t wanna rob no more (yeah, no more, uh-uh, uh)
but i’on wan’ have to rob these folks (yeah)
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