{Black Rob} Aiyyo, back on the scene Ain't nuthin' changed Still doin' wild things Whippin' something mean The whole shorts in the Rolls Royce is off For sure, bouncin' the bar on my next world tour When we hit the sick, I'm the cure We 'bout to pop it off so wild, hit the floor Ain't nobody botherin' you All I'm thinkin' 'bout is clobberin' you Immigration always sayin' I'm harboring a few Illegal aliens Females, mostly Latins and Israeli-ans The top story, evening news I'm the shit, they been decieving you Drop the roof on the Coupe D'Ville Shoot to kill Ask niggas, Duke is real Stay lookin' for the loot to steal He determined Don't try to touch Bad Boy, cause we burnin' I want my glory Duke is not a joke, and I ain't got ? Everytime I grab the mic it's with the sole intent To rip shots and give you 2OO percent Man, I'm tired of doin' dirt Tired of being on the the run from Wyatt Earp Rather be somewhere in a quiet church, sayin' prayers Not only sayin' mine, but sayin' theirs That's cause my dawgs ain't there
{Chorus: x2} The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned
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