Black Rob - Muscle Game Lyrics
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Muscle Game
Muscle Game Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Muscle Game By Black Rob?
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Uh, uh oh Startin' to feel this Startin' to feel it [Black Rob] Yo, who these cats think they is takin' they biz that's round here? Yo, dog, don't even go there This is ours; we built this from the ground on up Now it's flowers; I think you best a round on up Your entourage - slim chance of y'all gettin' large It's non-cipher; that's because B.R.'s in charge It's set here; cats is known for gettin' wet here And left here, till the cops come pick us up [Mark Curry] Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin' your luck Intrudin' wishes is already sowed up; n**** fold up You and your crew and peoples will get slain This ain't the place to try and gain fame from You gets burnt in the streets a n**** worked hard to make And I'll be damned if I let another brother take it Alive for his own sake; they better vacate Promptly, 'fore they get they a** stomped Listen, take heed to what we sayin', n****s [Chorus] We won't lie; sometimes we stick 'em up Last time, it was enough, though word life some hos did 'em up And nine glocks set 'em up I know it was your dough 'cause I was right there when they split it up I could tell you where to find the corpse But that cheddar - I'm afraid, dog, that's gone forever [Mark Curry] Greed for wealth got us stingy We got a spot that's hot N****s envy the fact that we clock mad dough They want to see us shut down, but, no I don't think so; the crew is still rakin' the cash flow For every dime bag sold on this block, we want in One slug behind the back; it's under the skin When n****s try to step to the block and Bogard We can't see it happenin' Warn them first; get the f*** out of dodge Better believe that; test it See if we won't put you on your back, n****s [Chorus] [Black Rob] Now bein' that it's all out war I'm bringin' more than that four-by-four Watch me dispose of all y'all Y'all fraud a** n****s Tape me reboard a** n****s Gun bigger than sword a** n****s Now enter in the ring, gun drawn, makin' moves like pawns Two at a time, comin' for mine Like a song, n****, CBS, he can't be serious finesse He don't believe I keep a gun in the vest [Mark Curry] You think you can disgrace this empire we built from scratch? You stupid; I wouldn't care how ruthless your crew is We got defense on this area; try to attack Mad n****s on the barriers that's dyin' of blast back There be no givin' and no takin', definitely no breakin' Laws we lay down; here's the situation Severe torture is what those who don't feel us face I show no love for a punk-a** n**** we hate Try to pay me no bribe, then come up missin' Happens to hard-headed n****s when they don't listen I gave you fair warnin' 'bout the danger you're messin' with A stranger invadin' the street corners are goners Try me, if you think it's a lie, the attitude many n****s had But in the process many die Thinkin' they can step to the block and Bogard And couldn't see it happenin' Warned 'em first: get the f*** outta dodge [Chorus] |
Who Wrote Muscle Game By Black Rob?
Carl Thomas, Mario Mendell Winans, Mark Curry, Robert Ross
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What's The Duration Of The Muscle Game By Black Rob?The duration of Muscle Game is 4:35 minutes and seconds. |
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