me" "How you like me now, cause I'm real" "How you like me" "How you like me now, cause I'm real" "How you like me" [Chorus] [Verse 1: Rob G] Now tell
thuggin But I'm feeling on the way you roll And I'd be nothing without you Here by my side Just know I'll always be down [repeat] [Rob G:] Now shes
(feat. Mitchy Slick & WC) [Chorus: Kane Beats] [Rob G:] "Reppin' my block" "Reppin'-reppin' my block" "Reppin' my block Let 'em know we in here" "Reppin
(feat. Lil Keke & Slim Thug) [Chorus: Kane Beats] [Rob G:] "Reppin' my block" "Reppin'-reppin' my block" "Reppin' my block Let 'em know we in here" "
Put it in the air" "Put it-put it in the air" "Reppin' my block Let 'em know we in here" [Verse 1: Rob G] You know The block repre-sentin' Fin' to go
, then I was angry One creep even had a rope ready to hang me Now who am I supposed to be? Eddie Spaghetti? You come and vic Rob G any time you're ready
represent the real to take the mic flow Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody Niggaz can't touch me when I wreckin G you better flee Cause I'm gifted
me Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin to rob me?" He had tha nerve
get that money man (Lets get that money man) [50 Cent:] G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit UTP G Unit UTP G Unit UTP
and villas Overseas and what was me, I found out other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon
Face a trouble everyday Trying to walk away from a life of sorrow It's a struggle everyday Trying not to rob G's, still I borrow [Verse 1:] I need
to classy Ha, I like that So everybody in the house, give a warm, round of applause for The Notorious B.I.G. *clapping* The Notorious B.I.G. ladies and
deadly Haters all try to come fuck with the gust Well wanna test these nutz G you aint ready But do what chu got to do I'll rob you fools I'll cruse till
to Cleveland We gotta get even. Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathin. And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me. Nigga that
you ain't seen a crew genius Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters Keep it close, you can't beat us While your whole crew treat us like G's,
can't even shoot, trying to be gangsta's but when the Beast come on the muthafuckin' block everybody break out. They beat my man Bob G. up the other
almost killed Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal I got shot over two pounds of weed, still ain't found them niggaz But karma come quicker for a nigga on the other
