I am about to set the record straight (the world's famous) Its 99 man time to let them know man
Verse One: Yo aiyo yo yo Its 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 toastly 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 draws On the streets black good like allstate 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 squezze gats to celliums I make it where you can't escape the parra bedlums I tell some, live ya life like Puff did I did enough biz ask any body I am rough kid
Chorus: 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
Verse Two: G-Dep 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 po-lice cause they shot up his jeep I subtract like mad Don't make me blad So I want it all, fuck had Don't make me laugh By all means Get this money its 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 u 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
BR BR 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 Bad Boy
[Black Rob] 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 ?fucked my man? he got me on'na Whole 'notha level, money grippa's a gonna'
Chorus [Black Rob & Cee-Lo]
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
[Black Rob] 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 ?fuck him? 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
Chours
[Cee-Lo] Just off the plane on a New York vacation 'ang Come on, lets get gone, nigga its on a gang Swervin in the rain, and workin the woodgrain We did about two ?????next lane? Now feel the pain And if its affectin you it involves me in it And its 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 ??? 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, thats how it goes Cee-Lo, Black Rob, Goodie Mob, Bad Boy, down south Up top it gon' stop
Verse One: Puffy 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 ? suggest paper of wars and break havoc Are u 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
Verse Two: Mark Curry I told u 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 ?,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 Ahh Chorus: Niggas gone fall out The 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 The 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
Verse Three: Black Rob 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 here 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
Verse Four: Mase 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 Moms says makes u 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 4 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
Chorus
Verse Five: G-Dep 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 Its who I hit I knew I hit Who'm 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 schemmy 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 imbedded 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
Dangerous niggas Uhh Black Rob shit Y'all don't know? Uhh Uhh Danegerous niggas Lil Kim and Black Rob yelowman P Diddy , the moment you all been waitin for Murder yeah , ha ha yeah
[Black Rob] 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 ?kites with birds? 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 yall riches Comin to joke and blind all yall bitches Give respect where respect is due Keep frontin, and I'ma put the tech to you Coward
CHORUS: 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
[Black Rob] Like I'm just talking like I never did these things Snatch chains and rings, teddy bears from siblings I did things some of yall cowards might not imagine Like run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm Press the button bitch I'm not havin Or it'll your ?super? 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 Nastradamus 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 aint yours Get his whip, watch how quickly I paint yours Watch poppi and them, hit it up with the paintballs Coward niggas, got the gall, thinkin I won't lamp in the hall Like New Year's and drop the ball, bitches!
CHORUS
[Lil' Kim] Where I come from, we all got guns Be a hundred of yall 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 yall dough And by now I think all yall know Who's the winner, still champ by T.K.O. WHAT
Uh yeah, yeah, what what, yeah yeah, yeah, what, yeah, what yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Verse One: Jadakiss
Yo this is a monopoly, niggaz ain't stoppin' me And we can't lose cuz Puff set us up properly Just won't settle for lesser, who wanna test us We be in the 5 with the goose headrests L.O.X. put niggaz under pressure You shoulda knew that, it's always them new cats that'll get ya Better start lookin at things from my angle I'm trying to be up on the board with a triangle Next to my name with a 10 or a 20 Now that's when you really can say you gettin money But right now all I do is sit back and listen To a wise young man who quickly became a rich one Put me up on the fact that it ain't hard to get some Chips if I just keep writing with ambition Then I get an advance from the 5 to the 6 and House with 2 kitchens, diamonds, plenty women Built-in pool to swim in But the plan is to start from the floor, and raise it up Then you hit'em in the head 'til your days is up You blazin' what, playboy you frail and butt You know when Bad Boy drops, all your sales is cut
Chorus: Black Rob
Can I Live, no one man can stop me Can I Live, no front-line can block me Can I Live, its enough base for all of us Can I Live, without the names they calling us Can I Live, no one man can stop me Can I Live, no front-line can block me Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids Can I Live, if I don't live nobody lives
Verse Two: Styles
Time is money, money is power so I'm sour 22 feelin like I've wasted every hour Of my life, shoulda been had a million in ice High as a kite, feeling the flight Turbulence, once in a blue moon I had a dream of fly shit Hanglide to the Alps with this fly chick Condo in Fresno with the lesbo And the honey that she hit know how to stretch blow They know that I'm Styles they respect the flow Why don't y'all let a nigga live and help him make a decimal Truth will set you free what will a lie do Niggaz say I'm God but I be gettin' high too Can't love the money like the niggaz beside you Cuz when the paper gone...you gon' slide too Niggaz wanna ball, but got to fall to rise While the world spins around they wanna stall they eyes Close they ears my nose makes me oppose my fear Cuz I can smell hell Before I sell rat I'll catch a shell farewell Niggaz will never tell Their man that I was pussy Unless they got a gun, and I ain't got one, I might let you push me
Chorus
Verse Three: Shiek
I pray to God to promise me, before I see the pearly gates To let my whole team be straight, mansion no Section 8 Puttin' pressure so that I can make this bed Got 2 mattresses now all I need is the spread With like 4 pillows so my seeds can rest their heads You think platinum is enough, nah Sheek want more Tryin' to sell more than Tickle me Elmo in the store Italian cuisine, Linguin. while my diamonds like-SHING So when I move at night-time you might think it's light-NING Just throw me the ball once and I'll tell you no lie Shiek gonna show you money, like Jerry McGuire It's a thug thing, L.O.X. product thing, conducting Anything for chips while you sit and blab your lips In the restaurant taking tips while Sheek on trips Logos on our ships bustin' at the eclipse While im pissy, spittin' up Crissy in the water But you can do that for money, when 100's like a quarter...
Chorus
Verse Four: Black Rob
This is to my AK tollas, money bill foldas Bambin soldiers, whips wit big motors On the low for years, the Feds can't decode us We bust rounds, all you gotta do is load us My night time prowlers, and grimmey after hours Karl Kani, Mumalo wear, Eddie Bauers Flippin cake niggaz, who strip and take niggaz Upstate niggaz, my Crystal Lake niggaz We gonna hold it down if we gotta shake niggaz And make niggaz do what we say, or break niggaz Survival of the fitist, it ain't me cause I did it Now you see me shinnin 2 mill with my diamonds And I owe it all to heart grimmin Don't mean i'm gonna stop climbin, 9-9, it's good timin I salute my thugs, who rock With the drugz and switch gunz, and pay 30 thou for the slum Make it happen, I swear to God if I don't make it rappin I'm clappin, extortin, and robbin niggz cribs and contactin Can I live...
Can I Live, no one man can stop me Can I Live, no front-line can block me Can I Live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids Can I Live, if I don't live nobody lives Can I Live, no one man can stop me Can I Live, no front-line can block me Can I Live, its enough base for all of us Can I Live, without the names they calling us
[cheering] 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
CHORUS: P Diddy 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 aint tryin na hurt nobody (we aint 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 , (your highness) , Black Rob , Spanish Harlem's finest
[Black Rob] 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 aint 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
CHORUS
[Black Rob] 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 aint 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
CHORUS
[P Diddy] 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 aint had guns I probably woudn'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 Aint 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
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
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
[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 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
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
[Black Rob] 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 extinquish, I mean this you seen this Blue steel fo-fo the caliber, Excalibur, Im'a 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..dont..care, I'll take 'em there
Chorus: Jennifer Lopez
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
[Black Rob] 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 Guiness Book Check, all the records I set, its 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 unorthadox What'cha barely understand, shit I deal with the L.O.X. Give me the props, Im 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
Chours
[Black Rob] I hit a ??? 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-uhh, 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 Dont 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, Nineteen-nine-nine its on And I'm just gettin warm
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
