YG, Mozzy, D3SZN - How To Rob A Rapper , lyrics
Mozzy [Timothy Patterson] Oak Park, Sacramento, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[YG, Mozzy, D3SZN - How To Rob A Rapper , lyrics]
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
Ayy, we gon' use a dummy
Page to hit his management
I'ma need your artist on my album
What's the damages?
I got the cameraman with me
Let's shoot a movie too
Before I hung up on homie
Told him it's bulletproof they on the way
Call the gang and put 'em on the play
The watch alone without the stones
And go for forty K
Slide luxury under, with Minnesota plates
Youngin in the back lookin' sketchy
He never show his face
There they go in that Burban
Let him through the gate
Finna bounce out on him
'til I told him "Wait"
We gon' let him get bomfortable
'fore we strip his ass
Nah, never mind, nigga, let's get this bag
What's happenin'?
Run the pieces, concurrent, lil' nigga
Give me that
Or you gon' have to eat this fifty pack, yeah
Fuck the Cuban
They callin' to get the tennis back
Already sold, it ain't no gettin' it back, ah
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
(Ayy, ayy, let me get Blood)
These rappers wanna come to the
Bricks and flash chips in the hood
We was structured for robbin' and field trips
It was a Friday
The perfect time to hit a lick
You tryna use the hood for clout on time
We plottin' on your shit
I see 'em pull up, I chuck the
Hood up, you know you good, blood
Sic the homegirls on 'em, nigga
Make 'em think it's hood love
And he ain't bang the gang
So you know that it's a stickup
You better pay the homies 'fore you
Try to come flick up
Okay, it's time to make a move on this nigga
Give me all your shit or, bitch
I'm pullin' the trigger i need that chain
The watch and all the cash you got
Don't be thinkin' shit sweet when you
Pull up on my block
Take the jewelry to the plaza
Turned the jewels to some guap
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to flock
This Bounty Hunter Watts and we
Ain't givin' no passes
If he move funny, better blast it (Blast it)
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
Ayy, we gon' use a dummy
Page to hit his management
I'ma need your artist on my album
What's the damages?
I got the cameraman with me
Let's shoot a movie too
Before I hung up on homie
Told him it's bulletproof they on the way
Call the gang and put 'em on the play
The watch alone without the stones
And go for forty K
Slide luxury under, with Minnesota plates
Youngin in the back lookin' sketchy
He never show his face
There they go in that Burban
Let him through the gate
Finna bounce out on him
'til I told him "Wait"
We gon' let him get bomfortable
'fore we strip his ass
Nah, never mind, nigga, let's get this bag
What's happenin'?
Run the pieces, concurrent, lil' nigga
Give me that
Or you gon' have to eat this fifty pack, yeah
Fuck the Cuban
They callin' to get the tennis back
Already sold, it ain't no gettin' it back, ah
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
(Ayy, ayy, let me get Blood)
These rappers wanna come to the
Bricks and flash chips in the hood
We was structured for robbin' and field trips
It was a Friday
The perfect time to hit a lick
You tryna use the hood for clout on time
We plottin' on your shit
I see 'em pull up, I chuck the
Hood up, you know you good, blood
Sic the homegirls on 'em, nigga
Make 'em think it's hood love
And he ain't bang the gang
So you know that it's a stickup
You better pay the homies 'fore you
Try to come flick up
Okay, it's time to make a move on this nigga
Give me all your shit or, bitch
I'm pullin' the trigger i need that chain
The watch and all the cash you got
Don't be thinkin' shit sweet when you
Pull up on my block
Take the jewelry to the plaza
Turned the jewels to some guap
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to flock
This Bounty Hunter Watts and we
Ain't givin' no passes
If he move funny, better blast it (Blast it)
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob
I could teach you how to rob a rapper
I could teach you how to rob