50 Cent, Young Buck, Lloyd Banks, Spider Loc, Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Robbery lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
Young Buck [David Darnell Brown] ashville, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[50 Cent, Young Buck, Lloyd Banks, Spider Loc, Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Robbery lyrics]
This very necessary, very legendary 50
If I'm not ya favorite, I wanna know why
Niggas be stuntin, frontin
With the chrome on the cadillac
End up hog tied, mouth gagged
Get hit upside the head with the gat
Nigga where the stash at
Cash at? the grams and the bricks of raw
I done told ya one time
But for the last time
Don't make me put ya brains on the floor
This is a stick up bitch
Get the fuck on the floor
Buck search the bedroom
Banks hold down the door p, What we got?
10 g's, you gotta be more
These nigga sell weight
Dun they gotta have raw
Bitch, one more time, you move on the floor
And Ima hit ya and send ya
Ass off to the lord
Man, i seen it in my dreams
We suppose to be rich
50 this is it, i ain't feelin this shit
Spider, niggas in the hood
They said they had cash
Remind me not to listen to Yayo and Hav
D tay and fox, billy and fame
Got us out this bitch like
It's a motha fuckin game
First there's one shot, then two shots
And ya laid out on the floor
Ya bleed til ya in shock and ya heart stops
And they view yo ass in the morgue
Maybe in ya next life, you'll get shit right
And this shit won't happen again
Come stunt through my hood
Like it's all good
And we runnin up in ya crib
If I'm not ya favorite, I wanna know why
Niggas be stuntin, frontin
With the chrome on the cadillac
End up hog tied, mouth gagged
Get hit upside the head with the gat
Nigga where the stash at
Cash at? the grams and the bricks of raw
I done told ya one time
But for the last time
Don't make me put ya brains on the floor
This is a stick up bitch
Get the fuck on the floor
Buck search the bedroom
Banks hold down the door p, What we got?
10 g's, you gotta be more
These nigga sell weight
Dun they gotta have raw
Bitch, one more time, you move on the floor
And Ima hit ya and send ya
Ass off to the lord
Man, i seen it in my dreams
We suppose to be rich
50 this is it, i ain't feelin this shit
Spider, niggas in the hood
They said they had cash
Remind me not to listen to Yayo and Hav
D tay and fox, billy and fame
Got us out this bitch like
It's a motha fuckin game
First there's one shot, then two shots
And ya laid out on the floor
Ya bleed til ya in shock and ya heart stops
And they view yo ass in the morgue
Maybe in ya next life, you'll get shit right
And this shit won't happen again
Come stunt through my hood
Like it's all good
And we runnin up in ya crib