so homeboy that's what's up Homie please back up Ten paces from the truck Don't wanna press your luck My bomb'll self destruct Homie please back up
so homeboy that's what's up [Chorus] Homie please back up Ten paces from the truck Don't wanna press your luck My bomb'll self destruct Homie please back up
Traduction: Lil 'Rob. Retour Haut.
homeboy that's what's up [Chorus] Homie please back up Ten paces from the truck Don't wanna press your luck My bomb'll self destruct Homie please back up
clock news You ride in a what (what's up), don't get it fucked up Or twisted, cause you'll get it twisted and fucked up And die in that truck (be cautious
everywhere you go niggaz hate ya And I ain't trippin, I'ma catch one of them marks on the back street With the black heat, slugs run up like a track meet [Lil
The real Kings, Lil' Flip and Z-Ro ha-ha-ha Clover G'z and Rap-A-Lot, different labels But we both in the Screwed Up Click, let's go [Lil' Flip] Look
my enemies I ride on my enemies-I ride on my enemies it's time to ride on my enemies be outside ya crib nigga [Verse 1-Lil'Flip] Whut Up Now nigga I
bitch i'm a winner On my block it's lil kids pulling pistol's In Iraq it's innocent kids dying from missoles That's why i'm back and taking the title
up The first to bomb we rob niggaz I can be, lost in my own mind To be the boss only thought's grip on chrome nines Niggaz get tossed up, war scars, battlefield
in the front, 2 niggaz in the back Thats 4 niggaz ridin' strapped in grandpa's Cadillac The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz Then i start thinkin', i should rob
write a lil bit but I pop nines Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cuz I got mine And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine You gon be that next chump to end up
got all my fuckin' jewelry Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch Runnin' and we thuggin' it up Look at a creepin' on ah come up Ooooh, we
Bizzy] I'ma relent and furiated that you hated and pap pap can't fade it We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken Deeply dreaming
Young fly and flashy, jermaine and bow wow Man I'm (by your side) (what up j) when you was on your last dollar I tell rob to wire you a mil no problem Shaniah's my lil
Back with another banger to set off the summer Better get up and come a-round cause the way our shit will be cloggin up the toilet You probably should
