How To Rob A Rapper
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YG, Mozzy, D3szn
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I GOT ISSUES
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Welcome to the mind
Of a motherfuckin' maniac
Pray for me y'all
Stick up, stick up, stick up, stick up
This for all my broke real niggas
Who squeeze triggers
But they don't pay you to be active
Peep game
I'ma teach you how to rob a rapper
Catch a nigga lackin'
He slackin' on IG Live
He gon' show his whereabouts on accident
He be high
He gon' show the jewels he wearin'
And the car that he drive
Stupid nigga showed the same location
Three times
And it seem like every Friday, after eight
He flex crustation menus, he like to date
Sit it out in the front
Catch him at the valet
Never mind, it's Beverly Hills
You don't wanna catch no case
Scratch that, bick back
He gon' slip up again
Gotta make it count
So you gotta score to win
Don't get frustrated, it's complicated
He always with his friends
Look, there he go
By himself slippin', he in that Benz
Nigga gotta record, you bitch-ass nigga
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Aye, we gon' use a dummy page
To hit his management
I'ma need your artist on my album
What's the damages
I got the cameraman with me
Let's shoot a movie too
Before I hung up on homie
Told him it's bulletproof
They on the way
Call the gang and put 'em on the play
The watch alone without the stones
And go for 40k
Slide luxury under, with Minnesota plates
Youngin in the back lookin' sketchy
He never show his face
There they go in that Burban
Let him through the gate
Finna bounce out on him
'Til I told him "Wait"
We gon' let him get bomfortable
'Fore we strip his ass
Nah, never mind, nigga
Let's get this bag, what's happenin'
Run the pieces, concurrent
Lil' nigga, give me that
Or you gon' have to eat this 50 pack, yeah
Fuck the Cuban
They callin' to get the tennis back
Already sold, it ain't no gettin' it back
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Aye, aye, let me get Blood
These rappers wanna come to the bricks
And flash chips
In the hood, we was structured
For robbin' and field trips
It was a Friday
The perfect time to hit a lick
You tryna use the hood for clout on time
We plottin' on your shit
I see 'em pull up
I chuck the hood up
You know you good, blood
Sic the homegirls on 'em, nigga
Make 'em think it's hood love
And he ain't bang the gang
So you know that it's a stickup
You better pay the homies
'Fore you try to come flick up
Okay, it's time to make
A move on this nigga
Give me all your shit or, bitch
I'm pullin' the trigger
I need that chain
The watch and all the cash you got
Don't be thinkin' shit sweet
When you pull up on my block
Take the jewelry to the plaza
Turned the jewels to some guap
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to flock
This Bounty Hunter Watts
And we ain't givin' no passes
If he move funny, better blast it
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