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p - robbin hood lyrics

[hook]
robin hood, robbed hoods for plates
rob my hood & get shot in your face, you better think twice

[tozah]
kris kringle that big sack on your back get sn-tched by them hooligians
loading up their tools again & they’re on the move again
looking for another l!ck, but i ain’t no lolipop kid get hit by this rocket
you and your team, trying to steal my pickacu, n-gga i ain’t trying to pick at you
i’m a winner fool & you win to lose
you win or lose (the chose is yours)
you try & take mines i’mma break you like them brakes do
not a single woman, but i hate dudes
you n-ggas must hate food, your whole crew g-y n-gga
i hate you i’ll smack you all in your face n-gga
you was a gangster now you’re preaching such a mace move
i’m screaming don’t n0body in this place move
i need a hostiage i should take two
you & you
better act cool

[hook]

[l$d]
yo fix the fonics
that hit the bombest
you honest for nothing
cause yo honor from dollars
i got callings from college
that secret non existent from yo wishes be honest
that chronic
is sonic
sonically put me in no drama
adjusting nothing get yo system in trouble
a mystery jumbled
robbin hood
will rob in yo hood
in broad daylight
i gotta girl that call me just to get that late goodnight
but she a rider, macgyver, the getaway driver
49er, she ride it, then 69 it
no demises
of rhyming
i hit you with thousands
a sound is a distant reminder
get yo revival back
that gat in yo back
now we robbing n-ggas at nights
took yo on the flight

[hook]

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