Lil’ Ron – Robbing n#gg#s

Lil’ Ron – Robbing n#gg#s Lyrics

Artist: Lil’ Ron
Song: Robbing n#gg#s

b#tch
(i ain’t gotta say too much, aye)
(who made it?)
(my mom made it, b#tch)

Aye, b#tch, i came up robbin’ n#gg#s
Now i ain’t too happy bout’ it but since a kid i was a problem n#gg#
Them n#gg#s did what? ok, lets slash all this problem n#gg#
Never goin’ broke but sh#t, if i do then im robbin’ n#gg#s

Nd’ yhea, i went to school, but not to study, i had to go trap
I left at lunch time to go get me some eat, i ain’t never comin’ back
Took my #ss to the hood to smoke me a wood, nd’ yhea to smoke me a pack
I ain’t braggin’ bout the sh#t lil n#gg#, im just sayin’ im bout what i rap

My momma got eight kids, its a real struggle, nd’ we gotta eat
Got tired of walkin’, i save my trap money to go get me a jeep
I be really in the field, boy this sh#t is real, so you better stay with the heat
I suggest you n#gg#s to go in the house if you n#gg#s already in the streets

I pop me a x nd’ get half, nd’ diss my homies then you gunna die
Its heaven or hell, you family better hope god send you to the sky
I don’t really give uh f#ck, its middle finger to your momma, that b#tch can die
Hope she get caught at the red light, nd’ they don’t ever let her by

We pop out with tecs nd’ glocks, this is not for play, we aim at his top
You think shes a good girl, then come to the hood to b#tch nd’ thot
Nd’ we in the hood boy, so just duck if you hear some shots
They’ll be like lil ron, how the f#ck you grow up with this sh#t on yo block?

I tell them
Aye, b#tch, i came up robbin’ n#gg#s
Now i ain’t too happy bout’ it but since a kid i was a problem n#gg#
Them n#gg#s did what? ok, lets slash all this problem n#gg#

Never goin’ broke but sh#t, if i do then clearly im robbin’ n#gg#s
I think im the king of my city, i really came up im was trappin’ on t#tt#es
Nd’ all them bad hoes tryina give me some p#ss#, but i was too busy
Run me up a sack, i was sippin’ on ack, thats why i look a lil silly

Glocks all in the back, so how are we lackin’ if we then n#gg#s gettin’ busy
You n#gg#s ain’t toten a stick, you ain’t loose yo homie then go through a hit
You ain’t even kill yo opps, but ready to kill me over a b#tch
n#gg#s all on live they all about talkin’ bout me, they thinkin’ its funny nd’ sh#t

So i send him a clip with me nd’ his b#tch to see him how funny it get
This is b#tch callin’ nd’ now she cryin’ like “he don’t even want me no more”
Now somethin’ tell me, the sh#t that he was laughin’ about ain’t funny no mo’
n#gg#s like all drama, but i just sit back to my pennies and dollas

I just wanna show n#gg#s they make me mad enough, ill f#ck on yo momma
Aye, im onna f#ckin’ come up, im feelin’ great
Make me mad enough i bet ill f#ck on one of yall sexy ass, thick ass, good lookin’ #ss mommas
I know how im f#ckin’ comin’

Aye
Btich
Aye
(damn good that b#tch up {?})
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Release Year: 2021