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How to Rob

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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, y'all know who this is boy, for real

The art of getting robbed

This is how we do Brooklyn-style, boy, you know what I'm saying?

R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P

I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga

Don't take this shit 'cause we just buggin' the fuck out

Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time

But y'all could take it how you want it, word

Ayo the bottom line is I'm a crook with a deal

If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal

You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street

These industry niggas is starting to look like something to eat

I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You want to see her again?

Dance your ass down to the nearest ATM"

I have dreams of fucking an R&B bitch

But I wake up early and bounce with all her shit

When I apply pressure, son, it ain't even funny

I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money

Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime

Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine

Since these Harlem World niggas seem to all be fam

I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, "Tell your man"

Mason Betha, haha

Come up off that watch now, I mean right now

The only excuse for being broke is being in jail

An entertainer can't make bail, he broke as hell

I'd rob ODB, but that'd be a waste of time

Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine

I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks

Plotting to jux her for that rock Kurupt copped

What Jigga just sold, like four milli? He got something to live for

Don't wanna nigga putting four through that Bentley coupe door

I'll manhandle Mariah like "Bitch, get on the ground

You ain't with Tommy no mo', who gon' protect you now?"

I been scheming on Tone and Poke since they found me

Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me

I'm a klepto, nah for real, son, I'm sick

I'm 'bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit

Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think

About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink

I'll rob Pun without a gun, snatch his piece then run

This nigga weigh four hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?

Being broke can make you delirious

So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger

50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?

Being broke can make you delirious

So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger

50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?

I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys

And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami

Run up on Timbaland and Missy with the pound

Like, "You, give me the cash, you, put the hot dog down"

I figured it out, niggas been robbing Joe before

That's why his ass don't wanna be a player no more

My attitude while robbing J.D.? "Fuck you, pay me!"

Had Da Brat with 'em, should've had his gat with him

DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie

I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely

I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well

I wanna stick TQ, but his shit ain't sell

I hit the studios, take niggas' jewels and leave

Catch Rae, Ghost, and RZA for them funny ass rings

Tell Sticky give me the cash before I empty three

I'll beat your ass like that white boy on MTV

Canibus wanna battle while I'm sticking him up

Fuck the cab, the coroners picking 'em up

Heavy tried to hide his shit, hey nigga I saw you

He said "Why you robbing me? I got nothing but love for ya"

Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece

Told him I want it all, he said, "Even my gold teeth?"

I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep

One at a time, get out and take off your shine

Did you ever think that you would be this rich?

Did you ever think that you would have these hits?

Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?

And walk off with your shit like it's mine?

I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm living

I'll rob Boyz II Men like I'm Michael Bivins

Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robin Givens

I'm hungry for real, I'm about to stick Mister Cee

That nigga still eating off Big's first LP

I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor

He asked me if I had enough, I told him, "Gimme some more"

If you feeling this, Then wait for the sequel

I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbing God's people

Being broke can make you delirious

So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger

50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?

Being broke can make you delirious

So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger

50 Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?

Yo, yo, for real son, this The Madd Rapper, you know what I'm saying?

And for real, you know what I'm sayin'?

Niggas just gotta get stuck up, yo, that's just how it goes down

It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga or a bitch

It really don't matter if you got it and I need it I want it

You know what I'm saying? That's just how it go down

50 Cent ain't fuckin' around, Trackmasters ain't fuckin' around

Crazy Cat ain't fuckin' around, The Madd Rapper ain't fuckin' around

You know what I'm saying?

So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets

Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus

'Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not

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How to Rob

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