black rob BR

 i am about to set the record straight
 its 99 time to let them know

 yo aiyo yo yo
 its kill or be killed
 my skillz leavin them chilled on ice
 like twice when i flash my steel
 they cant touch
 wont touch
 never touch
 driving around with the toast closely gripped never bust
 puffin dust like fiends
 i mean i wanna green ya shit ya shifty
 cop the big eight fifty with the gleam
 full of cut throughts wit enough notes to write a fuckin book
 take a good fucking look at these bad guys
 stay madd fly madd high
 in the ford expidie and i dont expect to die on some humble shit
 i am on some rumble shit
 when its on you should see the shit i come through with
 if you scared by dog release the four by fours
 i heard the fagot ass don died and he shit in his draws
 on the streets black good like allstate ya all fake
 just got paper fuck it i want some more cake
 ya faith in my hand
 now ya nervous man and drive my brains qucik fast at ya service
 my brother curtis squezze gats to celliums
 i make it where you cant escape the parra bedlums
 i tell some live ya life like puff did
 i did enough biz ask any body i am rough kid
 i snuff kids
 you should see their fight in fear
 cap head butting i wind up bitting their ear
 yea, its my year all jokes aside
 smoke ya lie
 pray to b close to i
 close ya eye
 knowing ya supposed to die
 supposed to fry
 thugs they supposed to cry
 now when i came in i came here wit nutin but raw
 hardcore and smack money drip at the door
 yo whut? how badboy supposed to be?
 who ever got beef wit the black i am gonna see ya'll