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[Chorus x3]
Yea I rob Yea I steal Yea I rob Yea I steal Yea I put yo body in a field Yea I put yo body in a field Grab the ski mask load up the pump I`m finna put this bitch in my trunk Hoe get on in don`t make no noise You betta not fuck wit my funk ain`t got no job I`m down to rob ain`t barrin no bitch when I`m off Gotta get that cheese stand on my feet Everyday my problems are solved Nigga have you ever in your life let a bitch pump lead in yo head Nigga brace yourself bra da pop pop you make one move and your dead motherfucker try me if you want I`m strickly fuckin the system I`ll tell the truth don`t fuck me dude cuz shoot your family gone miss ya I`m bout my cheese oh yes I need I hope you niggas realize If you a hoe show you some love at least let you pray before you die Gotta drop it off quick gotta drop it off fast gotta make a smooth little dash Cuz if the po-po`s come you can forget it they never catchin Chat ass A real true pro hoe, yean know a bitch that`s out to get mine don`t fuck for free cuz I got pimpin in my hips and my thighs So stay alert I ain`t slippin La Chat scopin my nigga Gotta keep my saw, you betta not run up I got my finger on the trigger [Chorus x3] Yea I rob Yea I steal Yea I rob Yea I steal Yea I put yo body in a field Yea I put yo body in a field I`m bout myself ill tuck that knife thing in the gut of a nigga My trigga finga kinda itchy to put a hole in yo liver You wanna act like you so heavy now your shit I`m gone take it You can`t escape it motherfucker end up dead while your fakin La Chat ain`t broke but still I got a greedy need for that cheese You out here straight said that you lone but shit you don`t fuck with me I need some 20`s and you niggas just ain`t talkin bout shit I guess that leaves me wit no choice but go rob me a trick See murder I spoke I choke nigga not off that dope But off that blood where I have shuved my nine and blew out your throat I`ll make it known to have it shown that I`m a bitch about mine Whatever problem to make a dime man I`m crossin the line A stick up bitch thats on a mission spit some game just to hit ya A rowdy bitch thats bout my bizness doin whatever just to get ya Now Yea I rob yea I steal put some bodies in fields I work alone cuz your partner set you up for the kill still [Chorus x3] Yea I rob Yea I steal Yea I rob Yea I steal Yea I put yo body in a field Yea I put yo body in a field
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