You Don't Know Me
featuring Harve Joe Hooker Pierre
[Chorus-Joe Hooker]
You have never seen my face before
You don't know me
Oh, no
You will never see my face again
You don't know me
Oh, no
[Black Rob]
You've never seen the gloves of an Uptown thug
You say I move drugs, cuz my shit is unplugged
Everywhere I go, results hound our love
Black unbless them like the heavens up above
Catch me in the new wave carriage with Sinbad and Etro
The nigga is growin' H20
Got beef so I'm taking it slow, making it grow
Right now my main concern is making it blow
Guns and ammo, man, yo, you gots to understand, yo
I'm not the one that hit them with the banjo
Here y'all is, bringing my fingerprints
Up in them camaras and shit like I was ??
Ask her if she seen my face
Look- I was out of town getting cake with Moore and Little Jacob
Wasn't even out here in New York State
Trying to play me like a goat, like my name was Scape
Now you mad, son
Repeat 1
Caught a nigga sleepin' outside creepin'
We out to Mexico, fourth one filled weekend
At least I thought I was, they had the whole place strung
Still thinkin' I sold drugs, ice 'em up
Kick the door in, I find Satan
From up top, bullets soaring, but I fake 'em
I'm hard to hit, Spanish speaking chick that constantly
And Mafia connections, chopping niggas, it's hard to get
Hit me with the 411, and the gun
And the nigga hit me low, transfered funds from Big Pun
Conversation, job well done
Fuck this lifestyle now, shit, y'all do it all for fun
Rippin' the frames, got at least 20 different names
Know at least 20 different games with different lames
Not to mention liftin' Lane's credit cards and passports
Slangs and flat on ass coffins, still
Y'all don't know
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
I'm in the cell now, it's hell now, all stuffy
Seven numbers, told Harve to call Puffy
Say they got his man locked down in six-ten
Gotta get him out, not now but right now
Catch him when they shift him when they open the yard
Hurry up, before these six rounds smokin' the guard
On the humble, I'ma just wait for y'all to come through
Creat a diversion for me, I start a rumble
Holdin' me, they ain't even take my flicks
Got on Simmy's, they ain't even take my shit
Got my jewels, lend 'em right, them a be fools
On the sneak out, the peek out, had two left shoes
I'ma freak 'em, through the front gate, on administrations
Only a dust of dust, the wind, still north facin'
Straight up out a crystal face, like I'm Jason
Only a dust of dust, the wind, still north facin'
You late
[Chorus to end]
You will never see my face again
You don't know me
I told y'all it my time to shine
July 19, 1999
WHOA! (Extended Remix)
featuring Rah Digga, Lil' Cease, G-Dep, Da Brat, Beanie Sigel, Puff Daddy, Madd Rapper,
Joe Hooker, Shyne, Godzilla
[Black Rob]
We gon' take this all around the world
Yo, I'm 'bout ready to put y'all up on something else, man
(Whatcha gon' put us up on, man?)
Yo, this part two of the raw (We ain't never gonna stop)
Okay, y'all know what this is
The remix, you know what I mean? (Life Stories)
Allright, anything ill you see it's WHOA! (I know that)
Like for instance, Black Rob is WHOA! (Oh no doubt)
And Bad Boy is WHOA! (No doubt)
And that's it, man, word up
[Rah Digga]
Digga on a Black Rob track like WHOA!
Brick City where we smack cops back like WHOA!
My whole crew dime pieces in the Jeep like WHOA!
Juicy lips, big tits, pussy deep like WHOA!
Don't trip, on the mic I'm the bitch like WHOA!
Be the illest when I spit, see my flicks like WHOA!
Chicken heads wanna know where I shop like WHOA!
Rah single knocking niggas out they socks like WHOA!
Everywhere honey go, cats jock me like WHOA!
Digga puttin' TVs on the cotties like WHOA!
Rah first featured on The Score like WHOA!
Whores tried to run up on my draws like WHOA!
C'mon, Digga got smoke and I freaked the funk
H-Town where they lean, ATL where they crunk like WHOA!
Shouts to everybody I know
High pro, nice toes, Rah shows, tight flows like WHOA!
[Lil' Cease]
Cease come through with the E-Pills like WHOA!
A bunch of white hoes following like WHOA!
They pulling my pants down, shit, I'm like WHOA!
They giving me head now, we all like WHOA!
She swallowed the whole dick, I'm like WHOA!
The ass was thick, the back drop was like WHOA!
Daddy, long stroke, give it to 'em like WHOA!
Cease-a-lee bad with a phone like WHOA!
My bitch blow silently like WHOA!
Cock it back, squeeze one more time like WHOA!
You wanna be B.I.G., nigga, picture that WHOA!
I'm a friend, yo, nigga, right where you set it at WHOA!
Your flow ain't WHOA! Your crew ain't WHOA!
Your ice ain't WHOA! Your Benz ain't WHOA!
Black Rob, M.A.F.I.A., smoke 'dro
Get dough, nice hoes, nice clothes like WHOA!
[G-Dep]
G-Dep spit fire like WHOA! (G-Dep, let's go)
Bust two slugs through your tire like WHOA!
Tyin' up the getaway driver like WHOA!
Frontin' like you live, but we liver like WHOA!
Gettin' electrified trying to touch it like WHOA!
You reach wrong, might lose your arm like WHOA!
Got the detanator in my palm like WHOA!
3-2-1 hit the bomb like WHOA!
I'm a beast, born in the Belly like WHOA!
Excursion, stolen perellies like WHOA!
I don't think there's nothing y'all can tell me that's WHOA!
So I'ma just wreck the show, get the dough like WHOA!
Wait! Stop the tape!
I live the fast life and I only stop for cake like WHOA!
My niggas, get dough, get low, hit 'dro, hit hoes, spit flows like WHOA!
[Da Brat]
When the cuchie get wet, it's real juicy like WHOA!
You fuck up my check, I'm calling Lucy like WHOA!
I fell off in the club 20 deep like WHOA!
Lit up about five blunts a piece like WHOA!
When my new shit drop, it's gon' be like WHOA!
When the 34-Bs fill up the bra they like WHOA!
When niggas see the size of my tits they like WHOA!
When the chrome rim shine on they neck they like WHOA!
Ugh! I swallow on every finger like WHOA!
Same bitch who said the goldier scent lingers like WHOA!
Shit, what bitch is hotter, I'm most requested it like WHOA!
I'm Unrestricted, mic perfected like WHOA!
The bitch got jazzy, I had to slap her like
(*immitating slapping sounds*)
When niggaz ask me the rap for free I'm like WHOA!
My niggaz, So So, Plat, Gold, Brat code, flyin' bigga, type clothes WHOA!
[Beanie Sigel]
Sigel came to set up shop, you gotta ROLL!
Everytime I gotta step on the block, they like WHOA!
Them young 'uns see the print of the glock be like WHOA!
Everytime I'm spinning the block, they like WHOA!
Niggas talk about Can I go? I'm like NO!
I'm all about the dough, ain't got no time for no HOE!
You catch me on the block on my ground wit' these HOES!
Takin' nines up the nose straight FROZE!
Got 'em coming back everytime like WHOA!
I got 'em doing petty shit crimes like WHOA!
They do anything for the niggas like WHOA!
They know my shit fresh off the boat like WHOA!
I grips the gat, hit your ass up, come thru in the truck slow like WHOA!
My niggas get dough, get locked, get out, get low, get mo' like WHOA!
[Black Rob]
I hit to the scene in '95 like WHOA! (Romeo, Romeo)
Broke like a motherfuckin' dog like WHOA!
Robbin' niggaz cribs in Mid-Town like WHOA!
Plus I'm on the run from my PO like WHOA!
I remember spendin' shakes on the floor like WHOA!
Takin' niggaz' numbers and we flip it like WHOA!
Now y'all see the God on TV you like WHOA!
Doin' my dance wit' PD like WHOA!
Now I got the house and my whip it's like WHOA!
Jewels, every other ice clear like WHOA!
Shit, L.O.X. left and Ma$e retired like WHOA!
So I threw the label on my back like WHOA!
And more less, more so, I'll rip your torso
I live the fast life, come through in a X-5 like WHOA!
My niggas like dough, light dro', nitro, my flow, nice clothes like WHOA!
[Puff Daddy]
Yeah, uh uh, it ain't over yet, man
You know how them...the DJs...y'all gotta...
Spin it back around and start it from the top
I ain't gonna make you do that on this remix
We gon' keep it going
We gon' give you a little taste of the WHOA! young guns
Bad Boy baby
We won't stop cuz we can't stop
AAAAHHHH!!
[Shyne]
WHOA! Keep the stainless on my hip like WHOA!
Shoulda seen the bitches tits like WHOA!
Put it to your face for the cake like WHOA!
Expert, six to your shirt like WHOA!
Sin is a problem in Harlem like WHOA!
Born in BK wit a dick like WHOA!
Got wit BR, spit a bar like WHOA!
D's on my back, spit the gats like WHOA!
Had to cool off, smokin' Newport WHOA!
Did the video that had the feds like WHOA!
Blow off the heezy toilet weezy like WHOA!
Sheezy G B so she easy like WHOA!
Shit, God bless, for the dough, I pop the pussy
Come through in a Volvo like WHOA!
Flag roll, high clothes, high low, spit the bar like WHOA!?
[Joe Hooker]
I feel the dirty, feel the nozzle dirty
North Carolina, I don't know shit WHOA!
This shit be good too 'em like WHOA!
Smoke fat bones and a pot of rice WHOA!
I know I ain't right, but fuck it WHOA!
Picture with a jacket change chump like WHOA!
Chasin' with a half a water pipe like WHOA!
Y'all keep actin' like y'all niggas can get it WHOA!
Fuck around and hafta loose your balance like WHOA!
Cuz I'll slap ya coochie fine, ya like WHOA!
Man, let's get this nigga crunk like WHOA!
And tear this fuckin' club up like WHOA!
More or less, more or so, I'll kick your asshole
I am the fast life come through in a dump truck like WHOA!
My people like my flow, nice clothes like WHOA!
[Madd Rapper]
I really hate you fucking guys the Madd Rapper's like UGH!
Ain't gotta fuckin' die, my shit happen they like UGH!
I'm coming after yo' ice, gon' pull a heist, you like UGH!
Cuz I'm the Family Court, my daughter mom, she needs UGH!
Brooklyn niggas ride trains, we steal your chains you like UGH!
I steal your mics and pull the plugs at your shows you like WHA!
Your new Timbs, I'm steppin' all on your toes, you like WHA!
I hittin' the nigga, spill my drink on your clothes you like WHA!
I got a 20 in trash, I smoke a 'dro I'm like WHOA!
And I'm bootleggin' your albums, I need the dough, you like WHA!
I know you hearing my shit, y'all know my shit, I'm like WHOA!
Well, my album quarter read', I'm fairly sick, I'm like WHOA!
No sales, no plaques, no shows, no world tours
I live a wack life so I'm trying to live yours I'm like WHOA!
My niggas, Black Rob, Bad Boy, Crazy Cat, Madd Rapper
That's that I'm like WHOA!
[Puff Daddy]
Bad Boy 2000 WHOA!
We're baaaack
We ain't never going to stop (Life Stories)
Joe Hooker is like WHOA!
Shot back is like WHOA!
Black Rob is like WHOA!
Alumni
Bad Boy baby WHOA!
M.A.F.I.A.
Queen Bee WHOA!
D-Dot
Family WHOA! (This the remix y'all)
Now we ain't never gon' stop
WHOA!
Bad Boy is like WHOA!
We been like WHOA! for 10 years
Just bounce
Whoa
Yo I'm bout on something man
When u see something ill know what I mean, that shit is whoa
Anything ill u see is whoa
Nigga have a big 6 at the club that's whoa
Especially if he got the fully equip kit on it's whoa
U know what I mean, like yo
( Verse 1 )
I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was whoa!
Had me fucked up in the head I mean whoa!
Bought this bitch diamonds and perils, I mean whoa!
Should've seen them shits shinning on her wrist, whoa!
Now money ain't a problem, see my doe is like whoa!
Pulled out my bankroll on y'all niggas like whoa!
Floss da blue shrimp from two-tenth like whoa!
Faggot wanna be my blue prints, I'm like whoa!
Had to hit the brakes on ya niggas like whoa!
Niggas getting bagged on my block like whoa!
Coming home within a half-hour like whoa!
Frontin like they had the man power like whoa!
More or less, more or so
( Chorus )
I'll rip ya torso
I live the fast life, come through porshe slow like whoa!
My niggas like doe, like dro
Nitro, my flows, nice clothes like whoa!
( Verse 2 )
Each payin with cocaine like whoa!
Now I'm doc strange in da range like whoa!
Hundred miles an hour, swithing lanes like whoa!
Plus I'm getting brain from this chick like whoa!
Nigga near lick her asshole like whoa!
See him floss bitches and bitches like whoa!
'99 Jag benz coup like whoa!
Keep them g's nines on ya blocks like whoa!
When they threw ya window bitch like whoa!
Love to see me do this shit like whoa!
Niggas put me through this shit like whoa!
So I'm a go toe to toe, blow for blow like whoa!
( Chorus )
( Verse 3 )
We bag it, then flip it like whoa!
Cars we jack it then strip it like whoa!
Fully equip it front to back that's whoa!
Spitting on fiends that come for crack like whoa!
Asking for shorts and shit nigga like whoa!
Half on his crome, now nigga that's whoa!
Flow so properly you'll see I'm whoa!
Ain't no stopping me, I'm deep like whoa!
Guns be popping B, we creep like whoa!
Hear my name in these streets it's like whoa!
Must I pound the concrete like whoa!
Till this bitch ass has defeat like whoa!
Ya man ain't whoa!
The judge ain't whoa!
C-E-Os ain't whoa!
P-Os ain't whoa!
Play y'all self I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C, K ryders ain't whoa!
( Chorus )
Niggas getting money VA is whoa!
Bitches looking roght in ATL is whoa!
Niggas laying low in Shytown is whoa!
Bitches taking paper in LA is whoa!
Niggas stacking doe in DC is whoa!
PRDR hold me down like whoa!
Niggas in Detroit hold me down like whoa!
Niggas getting money in New Orleans whoa!
Boston and Jersey, my niggas is whoa!
Florida niggas, Philly niggas is whoa!
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is whoa!
Memphis and Lil Rock, my niggas is whoa!
My New York niggas hold me down like whoa!
My Panama niggas hold me down like whoa!
Pampaya hold me down like whoa!
My man Dice Raw hold me down like whoa!
The whole Bad Boy hold me down like whoa!
NC, SC hold me down like whoa!
My man Buck Wild hold me down like whoa!
Allumni dog hold me down like whoa!
My man PD hold me down like whoa!
The whole JM hold me down like whoa!
Whole East Side hold me down like whoa!
My man P.I. hold me down like whoa!
( Whoa! as it fades out )
Thug Story
[Black Rob]
Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go...
Once upon a time not long ago
when I was outta town movin work with Zo
I used to bring my nigga B.R.
and niggas with the burna's holdin' down B-R
There lived a jealous kid that was mislead
by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead
(He said) Me and you are gonna push this rock
Once we kill Rob we takin over the block
They did the job, but didnt suceed
When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe
They started bustin and'a bustin filled my ribs like crusting
had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin
One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic
But he fell, two slugs from my semi-automatic
Ran two blocks there was cops all over
Then I dipped into the building ???
Banged on the door of apartment 83
Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me
Ran to the roof like Fuck that sista
Ask an old man Can you help me mista?
Got to the roof clutchin my four-four
open up the door, yo guess who I saw (Who?)
Black and ?Deaf? now, ain't this proper
Guns drawn full of ??? toward the helicopter
Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered
Body all battered, and clothes all tattered
Deep in my heart I wanted revenge
but I let the shit slide til I saw 'em again
Pulled out my guns and released a clip (And)
Thats the way I gotta end this shit
He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream
Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream
Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live
Good night...good night
Knock 'em out the box Black
[Black Rob]
I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up
Wifey on the side like Justin, shes kept the hope up
All thats on my mind is revenge revenge
Justin and a few dogs kicked the door of the hinge
Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit
Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit
He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for 'Delph
Not knowin that he might get killed himself
Now wifey being trained by the F.O.I.
It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye
he was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her
Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger
Well in these times, well atleast to me
No true niggas rollin come in sets of three
And they won't stop rollin til you let them see
All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves
Barely out the crib caught one in the leg
Couldn't even get my ??? had to leave 'em for dead (Damn)
That's cold, yeah I know, but the cold in the streets
the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat
Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze
By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in Belize
With some bad asian chick layin between my knees
While I'm blowin off some trees, pumpin B.I.G.'s
Greastest hits, this was my latest shit
Watch how niggas act when they play this shit
This a lesson, shits for real no dressing
No ?lip? infestin, crab cats I'm addressin
Bad Boy, the 44 Mag, fresh off the rack
All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the fuck back
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
'Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath
Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live
Good night...good night
Knock 'em out the box Black
Thats right
Black Rob, the craziest presentation
All you bitches
Bad Boy, Life stories
Alumni
Crumbs, crumbs
Yo, look clown I come through bully down
Keep thinkin' that you hard take a look around
I got soldiers stationed up to bring pain
And when it go down my hoes do the same thing
We all in the same game, we all willin' to bang
Ain't nobody going against the grain, so take aim
B.R.'s evasive, cut all the faces, catch all the cases, this real
You rather bet 'cha life than face me
I mean I got this rap game locked with more cake than Tastee
Black the feindest, this title I hold I won't relinquish
And this type shit you shouldn't sting wish
And one phone call and I'll extinguish, I mean this you seen this
Blue steel fo, fo the caliber, Excalibur, I'ma destroy my next challenger
B. Rob high post MC, quick to spray Raid on the roach MC
So don't be apporachin' me without the cross and rosary
Who this nigga 'pose to be, I blast him in the open beef
Damn Black, how you do that der? 'Cuz we don't care I'll take 'em there
Last night, I dreamed of some more dough
Some crystal, sixty thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro
(I'll take 'em there)
Last night I realized I'm dreaming
Too late now, guess I'll finish what I started baby
Y'all niggas heard the first verse no doubt shit bangin'
Verse two make sure none of y'all left hangin'
Got honies lovin' this shit too, one wit' choo
Long as you know my pants don't fit' choo
Money good look, understand why he shook
Shit I'm rich, face all up in the Guinness Book
Check, all the records I set, it's major
Check, that the sets I wreck with flavor
Fuck that Cajun, guns stay bond cock
Boiler on lock, hold shit down like Fort Knox
Man, knock the rhyme unorthodox
What 'cha barely understand, shit I deal with the L.O.X.
Give me the props, I'm tryin' set a mark this year
And bring the equipment out to the parks this year
So y'all could see how it used to be
I'm lookin' towards the future see
Black here to stay, its time y'all got used to me
Puff said Black ain't tryin' to fit in
Up and down the coast can't count the spots I've been in
Put 'cha bid in
Last night, I dreamed of some more dough
Some crystal, sixty thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro
(I'll take 'em there)
Last night I realized I'm dreaming
Too late now, guess I'll finish what I started baby
I hit a [unverified] if my name was Teddy Bender
Hot beats and hot rhymes tossed in a blenda'
I want ch' all to feel hardcore, nothin' tenda'
Blessed this mic for as long as I remember
Y'all can't see the Rob, uh, uh, y'all must be stupid
If I owe Shawn Combs any money then I recouped it
I looped it, this fly shit from Nebogada
Me and Yogi and Hard Pierre from you don't know me
I dare you to come against me, run against me
Use your gun against me, you finito, finished
I've seen wild cats diminished, foldin' for, Bad Boy's known to ball
Internationally, I'm sayin' actually
I have to be the next cat to go and sell a million records casually
So, prepare yourself for the storm, 1999 it's on
And I'm just gettin' warm
Last night, I dreamed of some more dough
Some crystal, sixty thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro
(I'll take 'em there)
Last night I realized I'm dreaming
Uhh, yeah, c'mon, Black Rob
Where Black Rob at?
PD world tourer, Harlem horror
We back
Yeah, ya, ya, y'all thought we was gonna stay away for a long time
So what you gon do now?
Sorry, let's go
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we bring to you
(Without further ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)
I be the PD world tourer, Harlem horror
Catch me in a Lex 470 or the Explorer
The underworld figure, mo morals
Small shit it's only room to get bigger and spread love on my niggas
I figure I'm the best thing since ham and grits
That shit flip it, it's off the hook, it's unlisted
The wizard like Juwan Howard
I drop the bomb when you want test the Don power
It's on dude, I warned you before the wildin'
My team some sick cats fresh from Ward's Island
I'm sayin', I try to tell 'em how I do due to the fact you
Was duckin' my debut, duckin' the ginsu
B.R., natural born threat
He got his tech and I ain't even put it on yet
Just imagine, me and you toe to toe back of the paddywagon
To the death, till one of us got no breath left
Protect that neck
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we bring to you
(Without further ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)
I roll with soldiers, quick to run pass and snuff you
Regulate the streets of BK with brass knuckles
At last stuck you, and your so called team
Them so called mean, cats sound like Ben Vareen
Caught me, diggin' in the scene, 115, Lex minivan light green
Watching my cream, stopping my cream
Shit's been tried before, my shit's stress, with no lactose at all
I mean I'm just limpin' 'cuz right now I see the profit
Show me some grams I chop it, show me some land I cop it
Show me some hoe somewhere in the tropics
And I'ma suck the pussy till she beg me to stop it
That's real, I'ma tell you how the black man feel
Pack toast but still catch him with the backhand steel
Pimp status, while you run around with shrimp status
Got a gat and decided to clap at least twenty right at us
We ain't mad though, we got the bulletproof dough
And that's the way my niggas roll, if you was seein' his dough
You'd be the same baby
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we bring to you
(Without further ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)
Yo, when I walk up in the place all eyes is on me
Is it me, or the hundred grand worth of icy
Can't underestimate me I beg your pardon
If y'all ain't had guns I probably wouldn't of brought my squadron
But unfortunately it's that war outside
And I still roll with bulletproof doors on my ride
They call me PD, holy like Koran
Rockin Sean John, poppin Sean Don
Fucking ghetto Don Juan
Top of the world, watch me snatch your hood treasure
Might have to check a few cats for good measure
Playboy you know the drilly, y'all cats is real silly
What I gotta do sell another ten milly
It's crazy how they all fall down, all balls down
It's hectic so I send Black to come and check it
Ain't shit changed, same shit stains, in the business
Approach me, play me closely, hopin' hopefully
(Keep hopin')
Before I slip I let you know that I'm on to ya
Your hands'll never touch my Bad Boy formula
And this year, I'm gonna hit 'em severe
Ayo Paul, get the Bent let's get the fuck up outta here
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we bring to you
(Without further ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
(Your highness)
Yo Black Rob, makin' all stops
We gon' party till this motherfucking ball drops, snatchin' all props
Switchin' gears on the Ducati, cats schemin' prob'ly
But we ain't tryin' na hurt nobody
(We ain't tryin' na hurt nobody)
We just tryin' na make it clear, there B.R. is here
And we come to lock it down this year
So without further ado, we bring to you
(Without further ado)
You highness, Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
Muscle Game
featuring Mark Curry Mario Winans
Yeah
Uhh, uh oh, startin to feel this, startin to feel it
[Black Rob]
Yo who these cats think they is, takin they biz
That's roun here, yo dog don't even go there
This is ours, we built this from the ground on up
Now it's flowers, I think you besta round on up
Your entourage, slim chance of y'all gettin large
It's non-cipher, that's because B.R.'s in charge
It's set here, cats is known for gettin whet here
And left here, till the cops come pick us up...
[Mark Curry]
Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin your luck
Intrudin wishes is already sowed up, nigga fold up
You and your crew and peoples will get slain
This aint the place to try and gain fame from
You gets burnt in the streets a nigga worked hard to make
And I'll be damned if I let another brother take it
Alive for his own sake, they better vacate
Promptly, for they get they ass stomped
Listen take heed to what we sayin niggas
CHORUS
[Black Rob]
We won't lie, sometimes we stick em up
Last time it was enough though word life some hoes did em up
And nine glocks set em up
I know it was your dough, cuz I was right there when they split it up
I could tell you where to find the corpse
But that cheddar, I'm afraid dog that's gone forever
[Mark Curry]
Greed for wealth got us stingy, we got a spot that's hot
Niggas envy, the fact that we clock mad dough
They wanna see us shut down but no
I don't think so, the crew is still rakin the cash flow
For every dime bag sold on this block we want in
One slug behind the back it's under the skin
When niggas try to step to the block and bogard
We can't see it happenin, warn them first, get the fuck out of Dodge
Better believe that, test it, see if we won't put you on your back
Niggas
CHORUS
[Black Rob]
Now bein that it's all out war, I'm bringin more than that 4-4
Watch me dispose of all yall
Yall fraud ass niggas, tape me reboard ass niggas
Gun bigger than sword ass niggas
Now enter in the ring gun drawn, makin moves like pawns
Two at a time, comin for mine
Like a song nigga CBS, he cant' be serious finesse
He don't believe I keep a gun in the vest
[Mark Curry]
You think you can disgrace this empire, we built from scratch
You stupid, I wouldn't care how ruthless your crew is
We got defense on this area, try to attack
Mad niggas on the barriers that's dyin of blast back
They be no givin and no takin, definitely no breakin
Laws we lay down, here's the situation
Severe torture is what those who don't feel us face
I show no love for a punk ass nigga we hate
Try to pay me no bribe, then come up missin
Happens to hard headed niggas when they don't listen
I gave you fair warnin bout the danger you're messin with
A stranger invadin the street corners are goners
Try me, if you think it's a lie, the attitude many niggas had
But in the process many die
Fakin they can step to the block and bogard
And couldn't see it happenin, warned em first get the fuck outta Dodge
CHORUS
Yo, yo
Nobody knew where he came from or got his name from
All we know is he killed Keith with the same gun
He used on Terrell, Tone from outta jail
Now he, we livin? and makin a lotta mil
Watch that cat, send thugs to stop that cat
But niggas like him always got the gat
Gotta take 'em off, gotta play them all real soon
Call them hoes, we hit in Cancoon, get them a room
At the Radison over Madison
I'm imaginin? somewhere down the line
Im'a have to use my gat again
I'm alright with stayin? up all night
And puffin? dark chocolate trees ?til the dark turns light
That nigga seen us, you actin? like there's no beef between us
Act like, he ain't got cream swayin?
The dope fiends around the co'na
You [unverified] he got me on'na
Whole 'notha level, money grippa's a gonna
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Actin? like they wanna do som'thin? to us
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll negotiate the matter, in gats he trust
In the club one night, war spittin? at us
In the corner sippin? drinks on some real hush hush
Yeah, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Made them hoes approach duke on some, "How ya doin' shit"
Small talk made 'em walk out, thinkin? with his silence
(Sho' man)
Just like I thought, he about to get caught
They goin? all out in the backseat suckin? 'em off
Cee-Lo, stay close dogg, we ain't tryin to lose ?em
(Alright)
Only thing on my dome is what I'm gon' do to 'em
He killed Keith, I knew that playa since he was small
When he used to ball and mess with Polly down the hall
Now he ghost, and this crab niggas to blame
Gotta [unverified] with his name, Im'a put in his brain
But slow down, he's pullin? over, park right behind that Nova
If duke wake up, put 36 in his Rover, cut the motor
He tryin? to draw attention to us
This ain't the time, baby boy, this is about to blow up
Syncronize ya Rol' up, we got one minute to rock it
Murder's a hard job, but somebodies gotta stop it
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Actin? like they wanna do som'thin? to us
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll negotiate the matter, in gats he trust
In the club one night, war spittin? at us
In the corner sippin? drinks on some real hush hush
Yeah, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Just off the plane on a New York vacation 'ang
Come on, let?s get gone, nigga it?s on a gang
Swervin? in the rain and workin? the woodgrain
We did about two [unverified]
Now feel the pain
And if its affectin? you, it involves me in it
And it?s all great 'cause I get on a niggas ass in a minute
We've established innocence, this Benz ain't rigged
Its easy, accelerate and make those twenties rotate
Even the corner cowboy [unverified] hennesy straight
Satisfaction, in the midst of all the interaction
I sense tension here
And some nigga over there's givin? us his undivided attention
Aiyyo Rob, yo, is that this nigga
(Who?)
Is that this nigga that been 'round here fuckin' with choo?
Want you want me to do?
Who you want me to run over, and run through?
With my gun drew, and unleash my wrath upon you
We can battle, but nigga, but pay for the bad news is true
This nigga done did somethin? that he can't undo
And anybody who came here with him deserves one too
Is it true fuckin? up my good clothes on you, scandalous hoes
I suppose these bullet holes make ya widow
Keep the casket closed
How you kids gonna get gay back to you, that?s how it goes
Cee-Lo, Black Rob, Goodie Mob, Bad Boy, down south
Up top it gon' stop
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Actin? like they wanna do som'thin? to us
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll negotiate the matter, in gats he trust
In the club one night, war spittin? at us
In the corner sippin? drinks on some real hush hush
Yeah, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Actin? like they wanna do som'thin? to us
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll negotiate the matter, in gats he trust
In the club one night, war spittin? at us
In the corner sippin? drinks on some real hush hush
Yeah, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Life Story
the world aint no diffrent now
the world aint no diffrent now...
never had a dime
my life a crime
had be when i was nine
mom drunk off of wine
ran with all kind her mind stayed wit the stooper
till a point she paid no mind to the supper
stay mad but stay fronting with smiles
stayed on the groung once and a while
first day of school
never had nutin to style
mister colondre stressin i aint comin in a while
it was a bummber
rocking the shit i rocked all summer
on the first day i was feeling some kind of way
and she wasnt trying to do nutin
you would think for the sake of the kids she would enroll in school or
something
now i kno then was even harder
especially for a single mother
raising me with no father
shit living up in this tentament
eating stale m and m's
talking wild shit to spanish imigrants
i speak in codes
man to sivrence
always quiet then ben dichon to my madre
even thought she did nutin for me
acknowledge me as i run down my life story
you dont kno how crazy it is outside
i die inside
oh ive cried oh ive cried
do you forgive me?? do you forgive me??
check the skit
no body never gave me shit
if anything a nigga frame me and make me get
3 to 6 my first bid
no doubt up in sparfard
had to be 12 son had to make a profit
remembering robbed my moms wit no guilt
eating pork and beans or corn flakes wit no milk
in school i smacked cats in a hurry
moms didnt care she was getting drunk wit misses berray
on the first floor
i used to thrist for greenary
picking pockets wit seth and jay from hundred and sixth street
yo fuck home
im tired of geting punched in my dome
tired of this faggot ass nigga moan
thats when i started roaming
my hustling game is deep
cats ya heard
ran from san fran to manhat tan to newburg
Notorious tell ya friends spread the word
glorious my life story is obsurd
chorus repeat 2x
home from elmira
got a little writer
im gonna keep it real still a scheme man coniver
recognize the struggle live it like a thug do
hatred in my heart but inside i love you
see no matter what i will extend my arms to hug you
knowing i am just like you, i am like the double
all i wanna kno is how u pound me down
yo this shit is real and u realy jerked me around
but any way i am geting paid wit puff now
i can cop u a house i can send you some stuff now
so many levels jail take you
i appreciate jail because it made me appreciate you
ive been through fire and birth stone
used to be ???? not i cop the gem stone
i remembered when you rushed me
the time you said you should of flushed me
i forgive you ma trust me
chorus repeat till end
Jasmine
(Verse One)
Yo had me in the LQ
Yo shit was mad bumpin
Rappers on the mic was like settin off somethin
Now parties like this yo god
I like lougin observin everything inside my surrounding
Jasmine dancin wit this non-descrip sucka
Okay cool as long as the sucka don't touch her
Nigga
Get the urge and can't control his hand
Get a body bag cause mauh he's a dead man
She was coolin sportin my table
When the dance was done she like walked back to money's table
I sat there like shit I can't believe this
I wish you was there big fella so you could see this bitch
Sittin there boo legs wide open laughin gigglin smilin and jokin wit homes
Like they use to hang out real real tough
He musta had a strong rap cause Jasmine looked gased up
Sittin there played the role of a slouch
Just watchin to see how Jasmine played herself out
They sat there just talkin to each other
I thought this kid was alone he had five more brothas wit him
Wit out girl's night ain't this some shit
If she don't recognize the game they can kiss this shit
They introduced theyselves one at a time
Saw 'em say how you doin so Jasmine say fine
I was laughin but there was more in store
I saw her get up and start walkin towards the front door
I rolls too god and walked right behind em
So where ever they go it won't be hard to find em
I keep a guard you now I thought I better
Plus I keep the stash deep inside the 8 pound leather
Open doors vale was on the ready
At the end Jasmine is gonna wish she never met me
We're off two cars speedin deep in the night
I'm doin 30 on the straight away 60 on the turnpike
For Jasmine
(Chorus)
Know that i've got Jasmine on my mind
Ohhhhh
Playa freeze while I pull out my nine
Know that i've got Jasmine on my mind
Ohhhhh
(Verse Two)
Word up ain't nothin changed but the weather
Still chasin them suckas in the '86 Jetta
Thinkin different thoughts still not understandin
How 7 people got in that fuckin Volkswagen
Enough of that god yo back to the chase
Yo man you should've seen the ruckus look on my face
Slowin down cruisin on the cool out mode
Then parked in front of his house on Gunhill road
Man I started to get out
Grabbed the rope and try to hang her
Before I let this posse drop shots gang bang her
They went inside man but I kept goin
Parked across the street wit out them even knowin
Got out the car still schemin the house
Tip toed around the back quiet like a church mouse
If the neighbors looked out the window
They would surely get leerly and scream like BAHANDO
Police they would hold my fate
But they didn't so I creeped up the fire escape
I saw shadow's inside a bright lit room
Which appear to be two bodies dancin to a slow song nigga
I got closer decided I should check it
I saw Jasmine and one of them kids dancin buck naked
So I got the gat so I have no interference
When I make my grand appearance
For Jasmine
(Chorus)
(Verse Three)
I seen a red dot tryna lock on me
I can't believe these niggas tryna pull a pac on me
I admit they had the drop on me
Probably turned the burner around 20 degrees
So I could see
Who bust me
Who knocked me out
Who tried to choak
Who tied the rope
Who left me this bitch ass note
I'm disgusted the murder she wrote
Money she oaked all of my coke all of dope
Up in smoke
Made you follow me probably so mad you wanna hollow me
But you won't be so lucky today so swallow me
Got your GS4 and your Bently rose took all of your clothes
And 99 bottles of Mo's
What she didn't know is about the dynamite in the rose
And if I get close I'll blow her cause I got the controls
At the toll on the phone wit this bitch Nicole
Said she left you in some hotel out in the road
Room 112 penthouse sweet alumni
On the 12th floor in front of her door was one guy
On some Brandon Lee shit he wasn't handin me shit
Understand me he flipped bust the 9 and he split
Had my heat cocked busted right through the sheet rock
How'd he drop he ain't the nigga I just shot
Whas goin on all of a sudden it was nothin no jokin son
Jasmine holdin the smokin gun
By the time I realized I caught two in the chest had the vest
As I fell I'm not thinkin of death
Still fallin to a place wit more conscience though
Long enough to see her aim and put one in her throat
So I got up all shot up grabbed the Prada
Faggots probably towed my truck
You know how my luck
Hoped in bleedin to death turned left
Thought of Jasmine and how she went out to the death
For Jasmine
(Chorus)
Black rob & puff daddy
Verse one: black rob
I met her uptown on dikeland, to heighten
Talkin that, how she only dealt with businessmen
Niggaz baggin joints, money off and on the books
The ones who stand firm like ain't, nuttin shook
About them, I doubt them cats waitin for me
You know them niggaz, them big dudes across the street
She say, 'yeah, they from over on mayfair'
Bullets from out of nowhere, told her to stay there and duck down
I hit the ground but managed to pull a piece out
This bitch over them with them pointin the chief out
They want beef out here, they gon' get it
In the worst way, i'ma show em how black play
Roll the dice, fuckin with me is like snake eyes
I break guys, sit back and watch my cake rise
It's all about the benjamins, true that be the motto
Ran out of ammo and started, throwin bottles
Runnin, and I ain't lookin back for shit
Crooked ass bitch, today I get you back for this
(I'll get you back)
Chorus: repeat 2x
I love you baby no you don't
You drive me crazy that's right
I'll never betray thee uhh
I love you baby c'mon
Verse two: black rob (starts rapping during the chorus)
Yo since the last altercation I been goin to street
Seein honey at the club ery week and I speak
I'ma rock that ass to sleep before I strike
I ain't know the real deal until last night
How, one of them brothers was locked with bankroll
Used to call my crib to see seventy-four
Kick rhymes over the phone for hours he had the dac
Babe bro told him, 'you wanna get money, see black
When you get home', we never had chance to get up
And wouldn't have, if his gun had left me hit up
He'd explain how his whole crew was slappin honey
Besides all that, she owed them cats a lot of money
Funny how it's a small world, baby girl
Youse about to get, fucked with no jail
I'ma sit back and watch this cake finish bakin
And plan your extermination, word
Chorus
Verse three: puff daddy
It took a while to peep your style, miss i-be-in-workin
Low profile single, house in staten island
And manhattan while, them same cats
You sent to get me boo, is on they to get you
Fuckin witchu, that small time crack dealin nigga
He a bitch too, they gon' bust his shit too
Shit's real, you think you gonna set me up
And get away scot free without some type of injury
Nah kill it, i'ma flip the script on you
Same thing you did to me, i'ma do it to you
Who knew she was the female rambo
Fill one of they chest with four soon as he came in the door
Life is out, snuffed all they mans in
In the end, she had to be the last bitch standin
Not for long the buck the forty-four strong
Just like that she was gone, now it's over
Assumin I'll go back to my everyday life
Of a rich millionaire just rockin the mic
Gotta pause, and think about honey no doubt
And admire how the chick went out
I Dare You
I dare you
(Uh, Harlem Underworld)
To come against me
(Harlem Underworld)
I dare you
(Black Rob)
To defeat me
(Watch the whole thing unfold)
I dare you
(From 100th street)
To come for me
(To 200th)
You won't win
(Manhattan)
Nigga's got me sittin' on the roof
Eye trained, on scope, blessin' 100 proof
Hand on toes, 'bout to roast
Some kids who flash like they assassins
Picked up my dough and b-ked this honey passin'
Got the spot on lock
Taking flicks around the corner
She made it where the spot ain't hot
Like a potato, she got five-oh on the payroll
They sniffin' yeyo, I don't know what to say, yo
There they go in front of the store
Dressed in black shit
Some like theys are meaner
If they be hustlin' back, we'll fuck 'em
Can't even do one thing, assassinate 'em
That's it, that's all, solo
Single, no more, no less, stocks rang, yo
Money caught one in his Kangol
D.O.A. as his man made his run for the door
Caught 'em in the 'gaitor shoes his girl probably bought 'em
Too bad, Black ain't get the chance to extort him
Cuz Nigga's like that don't deserve to live
Word the myth
And we ain't got no love to give
For these drop shots who wanna be down
Wanna be clowns, the fail ones
I like how all that good shit sounds
And I dare one
I dare you
To come against me
I dare you
To defeat me
I dare you
To conquer me
You won't win
Nigga, I sleigh, you pray, kill that ass uptown
Dump yo' bitch ass back around your way
When I'm in one of those moods I can give a fuck
I mean cool, run and bungie jump off the fuckin' roof
I hear voices calling me, givin' me fits
Singing tonight's the night Black Rob, let's write these hits
In the halls of death, you get left, I'm in the top 10
Even Rocky trainer and his wife said you can't win
Scream battle, but you never fought
That's like me sayin' I got five, never ran a full court
Stab the devil in his belly, took his Pelle Pelle
Blew the spot down and slid straight to the tele
I see envious eyes, envious guys, different states
Mad we seen 'em, different cake
Rob me, tear that asshole out of place
Cuz in the end I'm the head case you gotta face
And I dare one
I dare you
To come against me
I dare you
To defeat me
I dare you
To conquer me
You won't win
It feels good not to be dealin' with petty cash
Me and D-Dot all we seein' now is ready cash
And ready ass, splash in the Jacuzzi
Honey from the movies, south notch cutie
Used to go to Harrah with D after the homecomin'
On my way from Kakalaka
Me and Merse was gun running
Musta done something all conspicuous
Eye of the tiger, I know these cats are sick of this
Ridiculous sayin' these cats don't love Black
This is Bad Boy, I puttin' it where it 'posed to be at
Lemme know where to put your rosary at
My enemies, I let 'em get a load of me gat
Fine, you don't believe Black real official
Playa way, get your ma's cake, and kiss you
You leavin', wasn't part of this plan
Understand it's all about the Bengi's man
And I dare one
I dare you
To come against me
I dare you
To defeat me
I dare you
To conquer me
You won't win
I dare you
To come against me
I dare you
To defeat me
I dare you
To come for me
You won't win
I dare you
To come against me
I dare you
To defeat me
I dare you
To conquer me
You won't win
Dangerous niggas, uhh Black Rob shit
Y'all don't know? Uhh Uhh dangerous niggas
Lil Kim and Black Rob yellow man
P Diddy, the moment you all been waitin' for
Murder yeah, ha ha yeah
What y'all riffin' about, hang em like they did in the South
Dead wit ya dick in ya mouth
Now what this shit is about, niggas sleepin'
Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my dick in your spouse
Till you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch
Then sit on me, that's what I'ma spit filthy
Pretty swiftly, 'til them coppers come and get me
Tried to tell his coward ass it's real
Actin like I can't get through that Slomen Shield
I'm a veteran, I'll take leathers and furs in front of him
Safe cracker, moved from New York to Jers
Still sending [unverifed] kites with birds [unverified]
Nothin's heard, feds wanna tap my word
Take vehicles off curbs, tools off herbs
Jewels off of all you nerds
You swerve, I splurge with all y'all riches
Comin' to joke and blind all y'all bitches
Give respect where respect is due
Keep frontin', and I'ma put the tech to you
Coward
Lil Kim and Black Rob, Dame espacio
Man back up off me Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio that means give me space
Dame espacio, damn back up off me
Like I'm just talking like I never did these things
Snatch chains and rings, teddy bears from siblings
I did things some of y'all cowards might not imagine
Like run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm
Press the button bitch I'm not havin'
Or it'll your [unverified] super [unverified]
Employee leave in a bag and
Black wagon, bait boy I'm not braggin'
It's a promise, I'll take em to school like Nostradamus
It's my thing do what I do best
Want the treasure chest, and that dough in your girl breasts
How dare you try to stash yours in your drawls
What's mines is mines, what's yours ain't yours
Get his whip, watch how quickly I paint yours
Watch poppi and them, hit it up with the paint balls
Coward niggas, got the gall, thinkin' I won't lamp in the hall
Like New Year's and drop the ball, bitches!
Lil Kim and Black Rob, Dame espacio
Man back up off me Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio that means give me space
Dame espacio, damn back up off me
Where I come from, we all got guns
Be a hundred of y'all and we still won't run
Call the cops, they still won't come
We bang on niggas like we playin' the drums
These cats think they know me Black
Well I hit em over the head and say, "Homey don't play that"
Listen to they rhymes and say didn't I say that?
Damn, I'm the shit, it's like I'ma nigga they be bitin' my dick
Get on some old school shit, bitch run your kicks
Go on y'all can have my flow I extort y'all hoes for all y'all dough
And by now I think all y'all know
Who's the winner, still champ by T.K.O. WHAT
Lil Kim and Black Rob, Dame espacio
Man back up off me Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio that means give me space
When night falls, that's when it all begins
Be prepared, we can allow no loose ends
I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms
This is no false alarm, they want to do us harm
Like I'm nervous, live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down, then drag us out
It's all about niggas that doubt our reputation
Start'n conflict and don't know what they facing
Want twist us all in there black magic
[Unverified] suggest paper of wars and break havoc
Are you ready, don't sleep on them
Ain't petty, you get that ass thrown like infedy
Meet me at the getaway spot in a jiffy
Leave all the does behind that act iffy
We got maneuvers, that's hard to beat
Till the other side retreats under six feet beneath, c'mon
I told you that is a saw I wore
I'm a kill when the rebel yells song that don't stop
Till it's done, see I got guns and I'm sick
See how you said meet me here and I came quick
Them same catz on the most wanted list
We can hit them, then straight disappear in the mist
[Unverified], won't cease to exist
I shoot to kill and I'll be damned if I miss
A warrior waiting for Armageddon
I get serious as hell when I'm threatened
Intent to get hostile break into a rage of fury
Send them back their apostle's fossils and crazed right
A rude awakening and but now I'm alert
And that's right down my line of work
The whole brotherhood new verse, gutless cowards with no back
And watch how they all fall flat, ah
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you, I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Yo, you want hot soup, I got shit like up on in attica
Guns ridiculous like battle star galactica
What's this, want to insult my family?
La familia, actin' like ones of us goin' to kill ya
I want ya'll dues, shit hit the fan, we going to be eatin' your food
Time up in the new, then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off
What, I didn't hear the news five slayin' the law
Man, how I don't want do these catz
I lay mousetraps for those mice house niggas that house gats
They want to out me, I know killers from down south be
Who know and understand, there ain't a thing sweet about me
I earn my respect, and I was born to wreck
Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets
Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw
Go play 4-4's ready for war
All out, what, what, wanna blow, what, what
Teamsters what what, mother fucker
From Monday to Sunday, it's all about the money
Nigga ain't got mine, I guarantee I'm gun' play
Mom's says makes you going to need that money one day
Bitch, I'm in the jet, Benz on the runway
Don't be fooled, still squeeze tools
Money like that, why the fuck I need school
M-A dollar sign E rules, hundred G jewels
Vacate places you don't even need shoes
Same catz say stay up, prey for my day up
No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay up
If you got coke way up, got doe then pay up
Niggas shoot at me a nigga better spray up
'Cause God forbid, you hit me in my ribs and I live
Comin' back and getting you and your kids
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Dom, dom, dom, thought I heard something
Last cat that I heard frontin', burned up herb huntin'
Word 'cause, my heard something, splurge something
Now I don't care who I hit, it's who I hit I knew I hit
Whom would understand though, we vandals and land roles
Program for our own channels and flannel, this man knew any clan
We're here for the catz in the minivan, got let this schemy plan
Pay me man, scan, sex, cars any money
Sex guard the money with this gun, it be hard to run me
Get it right, or get it tonight, better tonight
Set up your wife, with the head of the night
Don't fold cause my goals embedded with ice
To my tents dimming the light, I'm bendin' this mic
Lot of niggas don't comprehend
Lots niggas look sloppy when
They don't see me and I see them
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah, huh
Niggas gone fall out, they got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Order, order, has the jury reached a verdict?
Yes, we have Your Honor
In the case of the people of the state of New York
They smile in ya face, but they ain't lovin' you
Turn your back, they tryin' to break your J A W
Who a nigga on the run, eatin' P.O.W.s
Strapped with arrows and the chrome B O W?
It's no act yo, no
This chick can keep my dick
Between her cheek and gums, like tobacco
On the F.D.R. doin' like 90 a pop
Fuck five-0 niggas too grimey to stop
All we came to do was tear up the spot
Think we care if you, you, you, roll behind us or not?
I'm the one man army, the one hand on the Tommy
If you standing next to me, one hand on your mommy
Your arms too short to box with Rob
Swipe your face like the Bad Boy corporate card
A lotta shit I do is off the hard
And I be like shh, thats why the Feds don't wanna talk to Rob
Y'all had to go force the God, naw I ain't got nothin' to prove
Ain't gotta carry the two, see my daddy told me bury them fools
And remember this rule, don't fuck with niggas that ain't fuckin' with you
So when you're home with nothin' to do
Just get comfortable, cause they ain't doin' nothin' to you
And they can take it like they wanna take it, I ain't just a rapper
Certified Harlem knight, Mister Will-Bust-A-Cap-er
Hey yo, one two three
To get to them you got to get through me
And it's the Bad Boy family tree
Like I said we gonna do this shit, nonstop
And my sole purpose is makin' you dance
Ladies scream "Blackie, Blackie gimme one more chance"
Now she backstage hand in my pants
I been tryin' to tell myself, I gotta stop fuckin' my fans
Like Michelle, uh, my belle
Sucked my dick so well I took her on tour, bitch was so raw
Nice tits, fat boomty, ak, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Passed it off to Puff and Loon wit no delayin'
The average nigga walk around here sad
Get the chronic now he honest he gon' bust that ass
Get home, she ain't there, bitch musta mashed
And she caught you for furs and your jewels and cash
Shoulda known it, me, I could never condone it
Bum bitch walk around my shit like she own it
She got some bitch niggas involved, they be in cars
That used to shoot dice in back of the M rob
All praise due to them papers, got me watchin' my neighbors
If I don't know you, do me no favors
And thats comin' from the horses mouth, reppin' east west and south
Nigga front we airin' him out
Old timer said don't leave the label 'til you're paid
And hold yours down from the cradle to the grave
Sharp as the cut the barber gave you with the shave
Handgun, but you harder wit the gauge
So go ahead front for us, we savage
It's war, consider this collateral damage
And we even did some joints in Spanish
We control the entire zone and punks sayin' ?Bi amon?
That explains why I'm not home
Round town, I?m bound, shake the ground
Shake the town, wave the pound, laid you down
Round town, I?m bound, shake the ground
Shake the town, wave the pound, laid you down
And that?s how we approach these faggots
Try an' gon be fly but they still maggots
I?m sure all I gotta do is call my man
.40 cal, watch yourself, I?ll spoil your plans
I?m the up top gangsta, the star in the hood
One of the few mu?fuckas that ain?t scared of Suge
Fam, that was 9-5, man, fuck the pass
See niggas out there frontin' bodyguards up they ass, man
He?s Black Rob, he?s okay
Play and you?ll get robbed today
Ya?ll know how I?m comin' through the Source Awards
Somebody's jewels got jacked, man, it must?ve been yours
Ya?ll dudes be talkin' out the side of your mouth
So I put the gem star on the side of your mouth
I ain?t sell no records, made no cash yet
Fuck dude,' cause my niggas is goons in every aspect
And don?t get beside yourself
A lot of shit gonna be fucked up beside your health, man
He?s Black Rob, he?s a thug
Fuck with him, you?ll get fucked up
Fam, I don?t threaten dudes, that?s a promise
That?s honest, you can kiss my ring and pay homage
Or get smart, read books by Nostradamus
Meanwhile, I?m deep-sea diving, oceanomics
I seen green, more green than the Sonics
More green than the Geico lizard, the grand wizard
The 9 mm scope, I walk up on a nigga
Put the 9 to his throat and watch him shake like the Pope
He?s Black Rob, he?s our friend
[Incomprehensible] Rob is back again
Aww man, ya?ll niggas done got me hype
This is it, we fit the same stereotype
If a nigga wanna while we can do that too
Fuck the model bitches, well, we can screw that too
Yeah, man, notice I said "we"
She?s a J-U-M-P
Man, off top, fam, I got figures in the game
She?s fuckin' with all the top niggas
He?s Black Rob, he?s our man
If he can?t do it, no one can
Yeah, 'bout to put the whole game on smash
Alumni, I put the whole name on smash
After this they gon? wanna lace me pretty
Who?s your man 'cause they can?t make it JC Penney
Who?s your Bad Boy, BR, back with the nutritious
Black attacks like a pit bull vicious
It?s goin' down, fam, I?ma bout to shake the ground
Order in the court, order in the court
Councillor control your client please
Mr. Robert Ross, one more outburst like this
And I'll see to it that
No one leaves this court room for the next 30 days
Now, will the prosecution please play the video tape?
And I say, why, why can't still
I'ma clean my [Incomprehensible] out, right now, pardon me
Don't keep me hangin' on
Let me go, let me go, let me go
If your love is through, if your love is gone
Gon't keep me hangin' on
I'm a big fool to love you
When you treat me like I'm your clown
It's easy to see that you don't love me
You just want me hangin' around
Don't keep me hangin' on
Times when I say, I'm leaving you
Keep begging me to stay
When I try to go, you put on a show
Somehow I can't get away
Don't keep me hangin' on
Don't keep me hangin' on
Black Rob, B.R.
Black Rob, B.R.
I am about to set the record straight
(The world's famous)
It's 99 man
Time to let them know man
Yo aiyo, yo, yo, it's kill or be killed
My skillz leavin' them chilled on ice
Like twice when I flash my steel
They can't touch, won't touch, never touch
Driving around with the toasty whip, never bust
Puffin dust like fiends, I mean I want green ya shifty
Cop the big eight fifty with the gleam
My team
Full of cut throats with 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 don't expect to die
On some humble shit, I am on some rumble shit
When it's 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 drawers
On the streets black good like all state, ya all fake
Just got paid but fuck it, I want some more cake
Ya faith, in my hand
Now ya nervous man and drive my brains quick fast at ya service
My brother Curtis squeeze gats to celliums
I make it where you can't escape the parra bedlams
I tell some, live ya life like Puff did
I did enough biz, ask any body, I am rough kid
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh, uh
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh uh
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh, uh
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh uh
Yo, yo, I put a finger in the air
For the hearing impaired, if you're hearin' this fear
Than your hearing it cleared
Man I fuck with bod, got put on the job
Don't question it to stars, I'ma put 'em in saw
Straight gate, I suggest you vacate
When I shake, they feel earthquakes in eight states
Oh trait, off the Richter, drunk
Off the liquor, shot towards you mister
Off course it hit you hard, it gets hard, I pick the card
Any card any problem I'ma hit your squad
Eyes on the shapar when I twisted God
You think you got it all together, get it ripped apart
Man you can't stand the heat, stay up outta the street
Nigga turn police 'cause they shot up his jeep
I subtract like mad, don't make me bald
So I want it all, fuck had, don't make me laugh
By all means, get this money, it's all green
It's all good and I wished that ya'll would
Man fuck that, security told ya to tuck that
Now up that, now that you see where lux at
I got the game by the balls and I get all calls
So if you play to much I put the shit on pause
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh, uh
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh uh
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh, uh
Black Rob, we are
Black Rob, uh uh
B.R.
B.R.
Bad boy, nigga, Harlem underworld
Alumni, the one guy
The gun die, day one
Life Stories, Black 99
Life stories, I'm here 1999, baby it's on
I think I'm about to feel something here
We here baby, bad boy
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