Robbery
Title | Robbery |
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Artist | 2 Pistols |
Album | Death Before Dishonor |
Release Date | 2008-06-17 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] Geah Young boss of the city, nigga I ain't gon' bullshit, keep the bow with you, nigga On some G shit, every nigga out here in the streets that be on the grind That be gettin' some real muh'fuckin' money done been through some shit like this They be frontin' or flossin' like they ain't been through it with a nigga, but I'ma be a man 'bout mine, this exactly how it went down They tried to rob me, them niggas tried to rob me [Verse 1] It was 'bout 11:30, heard a knock on my door (Yeah) Good thing I just offed the blow (Yeah) Looked out the peephole (Shit), my P-O? Seen the chico (Fuck) Must bе one of papi's people tryna drop off somеthin' You know I got them quarter kis runnin' like water (Oh yeah), so I Open the door up, "Pussy niggas, shop closed" (Fuck) Took a blade to the ribcage, now I'm on the floor (Ah) Goons runnin' all through my shit Screamin', "Where's the bricks, fuck nigga, yeah, you know what this is" "What (Haha), a so-called robbery? You got a couple dollars in a Gucci wallet, bitch!" [Chorus] Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Black gloves, black mask with the flashlight Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) They tried to rob me, them niggas tried to rob me You might also like[Interlude] Nah, we ain't tryna do shit, check me out, dog Lay the fuck down, where the guns at? I don't got none, my nigga You been sellin' dope out this motherfucker, don't look look crazy now, pussy nigga Ah, my nigga Uh, know I'm sayin'? Pussy nigga, now ya leakin', yeah Nigga, that—nigga, that shit was weak, nigga Ayy, take me to that shit Nigga, that shit was weak, nigga Man, shut the fuck up Nigga, that ain't shit, nigga, ain't nothin' but a couple dollars, nigga, that ain't shit to me, nigga I said you was leakin' Ain't even dust in that shit, nigga Man, I said you was leakin', nigga Yeah, gimme that shit, nigga, I'm outta here Fuck nigga [Verse 2] I wake up (Uh), dream and all Hands behind my head as I stare at the wall I'm alive (Geah), yeah, it's beautiful, dog Them niggas tried to put me in a funeral home Ayy, Young Skee (Yeah), yeah, they ran up in my place Took a couple hunnid, they ain't even get the safe (Young boss) I go low for the dope, homie Y'all niggas couldn't do what I did on parole, homie (Oh yeah) Pockets stay swole, homie Straight out the feds, y'all know who told on me (Pussy ass Benny) Don't try to run up in my villa pad I keep a chopper on me (Chop), like a helipad [Chorus] Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Black gloves, black mask with the flashlight Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) Who was that peepin' in my window? (Last night) They tried to rob me, them niggas tried to rob me [Outro] They tried to rob me, them niggas tried to rob me |