Black Rob - Thug Story Lyrics
[black rob]Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go...Once upon a time not long agoWhen I was outta town movin work with zoI used to bring my nigga b.r.And niggas with the burnas holdin down b-rThere lived a jealous kid that was misleadBy anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead(he said) me and you are gonna push this rockOnce we kill rob we takin over the blockThey did the job, but didnt suceedWhen I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believeThey started bustin anda bustin filled my ribs like crustingHad the vest on so it didnt mean nothinOne kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erraticBut he fell, two slugs from my semi-automaticRan two blocks there was cops all overThen I dipped into the building ? ? ?Banged on the door of apartment 83Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of meRan to the roof like ***** that sistaAsk an old man can you help me mista?Got to the roof clutchin my four-fourOpen up the door, yo guess who I saw (who? )Black and ? deaf? now, aint this properGuns drawn full of ? ? ? toward the helicopterEscaped alive but my ribs was shatteredBody all battered, and clothes all tatteredDeep in my heart I wanted revengeBut I let the shit slide til I saw em againPulled out my guns and released a clip (and)Thats the way I gotta end this shitHe was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dreamSlugs to the chest, shoulda heard him screamNow this aint funny so dont you dare laughcuz anyone of us could catch the blood bathStraight an narrow is how niggas should live...liveGood night...good nightKnock em out the box black[black rob]I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke upWifey on the side like justin, shes kept the hope upAll thats on my mind is revenge revengeJustin and a few dogs kicked the door of the hingeGo with the drawers on, man its cold as shitHad the mag by the table, nigga hold this shitHe was one stupid nigga tryin roll for delphNot knowin that he might get killed himselfNow wifey being trained by the f.o.i.It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eyeHe was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have herSwept him off his feet but got sliced with the daggerWell in these times, well atleast to meNo true niggas rollin come in sets of threeAnd they wont stop rollin til you let them seeAll the permanent scars that the tech nine leavesBarely out the crib caught one in the legCouldnt even get my ? ? ? had to leave em for dead (damn)Thats cold, yeah I know, but the cold in the streetsThe one who escaped is the one holdin the heatBefore I breeze grab coke out the freezeBy the time yall hear this Ill be somewhere in belizeWith some bad asian chick layin between my kneesWhile Im blowin off some trees, pumpin b.i.g.sGreastest hits, this was my latest shitWatch how niggas act when they play this shitThis a lesson, shits for real no dressingNo ? lip? infestin, crab cats Im addressinBad boy, the 44 mag, fresh off the rackAll you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the ***** backThis aint funny so dont you dare laughcuz anyone of us could catch the blood bathStraight an narrow is how niggas should live...liveGood night...good nightKnock em out the box blackThats rightBlack rob, the craziest presentationAll you *****esBad boy, life storiesAlumniCrumbs, crumbs
