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Lil Rob My Turn

go Shouts out to all my gente from here to Me-ji-co (whoa) [Chorus] [Lil Rob] You got somethin to say, keep that shit to yourself mayne (It's my turn

go Shouts out to all my gente from here to Me-ji-co (whoa) [Chorus] [Lil Rob] You got somethin to say, keep that shit to yourself mayne (It's my turn

told ya (Told ya) We rob before we go broke, man We robbin' y'all, all a y'all, all a y'all Y'all my dogs If ya call or ya fall, depend on that nigga

my money bitch you better fuck until he's through Make that trick come quick, and don't stop him And if he's slippin', you better rob him Go out and turn

yea I tote gats wit my nigga Clap wit my nigga Break bread then break backs wit my nigga jack wit my nigga Cock the latch wit my nigga Now how you

the ass on you How the fuck can I pass on you? Classy lookin freak, nasty attitude I just have to be havin you It must be like heaven just to handle you Lay you down turn

am Lil rob, chicano, and my mnccn I?ll be the baddest and I put that on everything I love The hairs on my chinny chin chin, my girlfriend, and my bum I chin And my

wealth This I will tell, now tell me what the hell Now what?...Fuckin' bitch Lil Sicko, Lil Blacky, Hectic one doing this shit Chorus 2x [Hectic] You fucked up, when you turned

rob be one of a kind original individual Unforgettable memorable indelible incredible Inferable (Chorus) (Lil' Rob) Give all of my love to me Madre padre brother and sister And all of my