bad, I rob a bank with no mask Amung killers and dealers all my niggas about that toe tag The life style I live nigga is so fast, If the rap ever stop
Lil Boosie I?m Sorry (Boosie Bad Ass) Lyrics (Lil Boosie talkin) I ain?t never wrote no song sayin I?m sorry man but I?m sorry (Verse 1) Now since
Budden] L-Look, look... I'm still livin' life in the fast lane (oh!) Still plottin' on my big money scheme like he Wesley an' Woody thinkin' how ta' rob
and do me I'll say this) Your little niggas lookin' up to me like the walls in Green Haven Keep heat and we shank ya, (rob ya and say thank ya) Now that
Stefani, said she couldn't doubt me Man life just ain't life without me Hip hop just ain't hip hop Without me (Thanks to rob for these lyrics)
watchin guiding light she prayin to God that he got a baby boy right I spent my twelfth grade year under jail life mama she trippin hollin bout you livin trail life
flyin I caught this nigga at the crib with his wife and shit she blind till the fact she don't know the life he live stick up kids die fast in this live
(feat. Reek Da Villain, Spliff Star, Lil' Wayne, Nas, The Game & Big Daddy Kane) [Intro: Busta Rhymes] This is a national security alert! (REMIX! REMIX
Comin home within a half an hour like WHOA! Frontin like they had the manpower like WHOA! More or less More or so, I'll rip your torso I live the fast life
stop) Okay, y'all know what this is The remix, you know what I mean? (Life Stories) Allright, anything ill you see it's WHOA! (I know that) Like for instance, Black Rob
your broad, in the back of your car Jamming Screw tapes, gone off them handle bars I got love for my partnas, we be unseen Me and Angeletti, Full Time and Lil
[Lil Rob] Times are getting crazy holmes Things are a lot different than they used to be homie A lotta these foo's need to back the fuck up You know?
, if you see me say what's up Lil' Rob can you rock the mic? All fucking night What kind of question's that? Homeboy who the fuck you think I am? Lil' Rob
] I always kick up dust but I always keep my shoes clean People say I'm too mean, what the hell do you mean? They say when I drop rolas Lil' Rob controla
you for using MCI ESE, CHOLO! [Butt-head] heh heh he? Who? Damn't, for the last time There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} [Lil' Rob] It
(Go for your's, I'm gonna go for mine) Leva, leva your gonna die (Cappin' the fools who makin' waste of time) [Lil' Rob] Lil' Rob comin' back to huantcha
ESE, CHOLO! [Lil' Rob] Orale holmes, this is Lil' Rob Comin after you from San Diego, Southern Califas Mexican gangster yeah that's the name of the