Rob Me A Ni**a-Freddie Gibbs

歌手 : Freddie Gibbs

专辑 : 歌曲合辑

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:42

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TXT Rob Me A Ni**a-Freddie Gibbs 文本歌词

Rob Me A Ni**a - Freddie Gibbs

Rob me a ni**a

Rob me a rob me a ni**a

Cause the bills too high this ni**a right here too fly

Right now I just might rob me a ni**a

The liquor got me lurking and looking for a lame ni**a

To set up for my next lick

In the Chevy about to roll up the stress with a Tec

And what he got on his neck got him a death wish

It's kinda funny cause he used to be my ni**a tho

We was breaking bread flipping bricks like a year ago

Sh*t can get into a ni**a's head when his digits low

Make you wanna send one of your friends to his funeral

Maybe me and him was never friends in the first place

Don't mean a thing cause we share the same birthplace

Same city same hood

But we down to k**l each other for a dollar

Cause we want it in the worst way

Money talk and b******t gon walk a marathon

And I ain't scared of getting killed cause I'm getting mine

And if they ever try to raid

I'm a hit the f**kin pigs with the K's

I ain't tryna do a lick of time

Spend all my last money the bills too high

His jewelry his whip game the wheels too fly

I'm thinking about murder every time we cruise by

Heard he got like 84 elbows of blue fire

In the basement muthaf**kas still think basic

Thinkin' I'm a show up and erase 'em

But I ain't gonna chase 'em

I'm a be up in his crib waiting

"B**ch where the cash I can taste it"

Put em on their face: what you know about kidnapping

And holding a ni**a's whole family for ransom

When your stomach empty it's easy to understand it

Got me out here taking them penitentiary chances

"Born in this world of tears will die laughing"

Put that on the headpiece right above my casket

Still in the game my batteries still lastin

Bout to put some gas up in my Caprice Classic

Rob me a ni**a

Rob me a rob me a ni**a

Bills too high this ni**a right here too fly

Right now I just might rob me a ni**a

As I look at the charm thinking of a strong arm

Seen his watch as he reachin for his car alarm

Bet this hundred round drum p**sy ni**a thinkin twice

Fore he try to run shots spit and the cops come

All they seen was my golds and a black mask

Throw the car round the corner tinted up with no tags

All these niggas wanna flash I'm a put it to they a**

With the K out ask a n****r "Where da sack at "

Get hit you wanna die for that rolex

You can either get your life or that watch back

I'm a s***t you point blank I'm just hoping you think

You can take it as a loss you can get it back

Ni**a buck and get shot that's the street code

I'm leave you there do you that's how the sh*t go

Just another episode A-K explode

In his head left a smoke hole

Be a shamed if you died over fake sh*t

But that's a lesson if you out here on some fake sh*t

Come and robbin everyday know the young ni**a hungry

They be murkin for a quarter brick

Know they k**l a whole fam for the whole thang

All the shooters up in Gary on the same thang

All the little homies scrap so they look plain

Gun shots rang out ni**a see flames

We be takin so much now the sh*t fun

We be lookin for your sh*t fore your sh*t come

Forty eight hours ni**a round my way

Everyday ni**a lookin like a sitcom

In this game of lose or draw ni**a

You can be the one that get robbed

Or be the one to rob a ni**a

But we all gotta eat so we get no sleep

We gon wait it out and k**l a ni**a