GUILTY SIMPSON

GUILTY SIMPSON - Robbery lyrics

rate me

Intro:

For real, man. As long as I got that thing, man, I'll never be broke, for real. There's mah'fuckas all around here eatin' good. God forbid I gotta strong-arm to take somethin from one of these niggas, but if I got to, that's what the fuck I'm gonna do. For real:

Verse 1:

My loot's like Dave Chappelle, funny as hell, money is frail.

Pockets on E, and a broke-ass nigga I'm not gon' be,

That's why I keep a glock on me.

You ain't gotta believe I'll pop a gun,

But when I'm roamin' in your residence cockin' one

You better gimme that! (GIMME THAT!).

I said gimme that! (GIMME THAT!)

Can't stop when I come like a jimmy hat (Jimmy hat?).

Word on the streets is you make a good knot,

And I don't give a fuck about a neighborhood watch.

I'm comin' in your pet shops pass the word (Pet shops?),

Yeah fam, they give cash for birds (Oh).

And I'm there to take that cheese (Uh-huh)

I got manners, I'll still say please.

Please tell me you all you know,

I want cocaine, weed, ice, and all your dough,

Now where it at y'all?

Chorus (2x):

R-O-B (Hood bully, nigga!)

R-O-B (What we pullin, nigga!?)

ROB-BER-IES (Get 'em, get 'em)

ROB-BER-IES (Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)

If my stomach's growlin'

Catch me at your next function prowlin'

Somethin' like the Playa's Ball,

But in the background I play the wall.

E'rybody all drunk and messed up,

Mah'fuckas lookin' all clean and dressed up.

Nigga's got cash for show,

Cuz everywhere I look a nigga's flashin' dough.

Tryin' to get attention from a nasty ho,

Perfect victims for my grab and go.

And when they leave, that's my cue, (Yep!)

I don't give a fuck, I'll rob the bitch too! (Yep!)

Creepin' on your Cadillac truck.

If you wanna live, give your Cadillac up.

And I mean quick and fast,

Soon as I get the cash, I hit the gas.

Chorus (2x):

R-O-B (Hood bully, nigga!)

R-O-B (What we pullin, nigga!?)

ROB-BER-IES (Get 'em, get 'em)

ROB-BER-IES (Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)

*Scratch Solo*

Chorus (2x):

R-O-B (Hood bully, nigga!)

R-O-B (What we pullin, nigga!?)

ROB-BER-IES (Get 'em, get 'em)

ROB-BER-IES (Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em)<br />

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Thanks to Bakari Kamau

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