| Yea I rob Yea I steal
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| Yea I rob Yea I steal
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| Yea I put yo body in a field
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| Yea I put yo body in a field
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| Grab the ski mask load up the pump
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| I’m finna put this bitch in my trunk
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| Hoe get on in don’t make no noise
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| You betta not fuck wit my funk
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| Ain’t got no job I’m down to rob
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| Ain’t barrin no bitch when I’m off
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| Gotta get that cheese stand on my feet
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| Everyday my problems are solved
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| Nigga have you ever in your life let a bitch pump lead in yo head
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| Nigga brace yourself bra da pop pop you make one move and your dead
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| Motherfucker try me if you want I’m strickly fuckin the system
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| I’ll tell the truth don’t fuck me dude cuz shoot your family gone miss ya
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| I’m bout my cheese oh yes I need I hope you niggas realize
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| If you a hoe show you some love at least let you pray before you die
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| Gotta drop it off quick gotta drop it off fast gotta make a smooth little dash
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| Cuz if the po-po's come you can forget it they never catchin Chat ass
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| A real true pro hoe, yean know a bitch that’s out to get mine
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| Don’t fuck for free cuz I got pimpin in my hips and my thighs
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| So stay alert I ain’t slippin La Chat scopin my nigga
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| Gotta keep my saw, you betta not run up I got my finger on the trigger
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| Yea I rob Yea I steal
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| Yea I rob Yea I steal
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| Yea I put yo body in a field
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| Yea I put yo body in a field
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| I’m bout myself ill tuck that knife thing in the gut of a nigga
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| My trigga finga kinda itchy to put a hole in yo liver
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| You wanna act like you so heavy now your shit I’m gone take it
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| You can’t escape it motherfucker end up dead while your fakin
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| La Chat ain’t broke but still I got a greedy need for that cheese
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| You out here straight said that you lone but shit you don’t fuck with me
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| I need some 20's and you niggas just ain’t talkin bout shit
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| I guess that leaves me wit no choice but go rob me a trick
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| See murder I spoke I choke nigga not off that dope
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| But off that blood where I have shuved my nine and blew out your throat
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| I’ll make it known to have it shown that I’m a bitch about mine
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| Whatever problem to make a dime man I’m crossin the line
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| A stick up bitch thats on a mission spit some game just to hit ya
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| A rowdy bitch thats bout my bizness doin whatever just to get ya
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| Now Yea I rob yea I steal put some bodies in fields
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| I work alone cuz your partner set you up for the kill still
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| Yea I rob Yea I steal
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| Yea I rob Yea I steal
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| Yea I put yo body in a field
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| Yea I put yo body in a field |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yeah, I Rob, artist - La Chat. Album song Murder She Spoke, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп