Rob Your Azz

Lyrics

[Intro: ?] How much? Get a move on Get outta here! They're coming Get down [Chorus: Evil Pimp] I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast I grabbed that gaugе, I just can't wait to rob your azz Rob your azz, rob your azz [Verse 1: Evil Pimp] I got the double barrel gaugе, to really all put you away So you better stay safe and then stay on your toes and act like u workin' late My crucifix niggas, they dress up [?] my lucifer zombie And you can not put up no reasons to put thoughts out my system that try to consum' me The silent night, you heard a whisper, hollow through the wind I was out for the [?], but to make you comprehend The darkness [?], we stick 'em up, I swear I'm scared Havin' voices inside of my head, I'm [?] blurred and now impaired They think I'm [?], I tried to [?] to they grave [?] to give up your shit, I had you calculate I grabbed my meth, put on my gloves I'm 'bout to make a stain And no reason we think the sweet robbery victim [?] [?] pistol [?] just drop it off When the gun [?] at your back, don't talk, don't even call I'm here to take your [?] sweet robbery mane, I don't think twice Gotta get my hands right in, so lay it down and loose your life [Chorus: Evil Pimp] I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast I grabbed that gauge, I just can't wait to rob your azz You have, you have to give me something for the twelve gauge round blast [Verse 2: Ms. Loko] [?] [?] add it once again, like [?] Come and get some ho' You dont even wanna got the [?] to you niggas .38 for you bitches, as im creepin' out the dough Niggas be like [?], when I spray wit' the ray When I touch with the gauge, cause I gotta get paid Body in the trunk, while I'm [?] out the blunt Ridin' 'round give a fuck, in a new Escalade Watch for my blast, lock in the mask Come right to your fucking crib and get rid of your monkey ass [?] cause the robber had a [?] with a mag and a MAC-10, put it in the bag Three or four days at the [?], prolly leave 'em bloodstained, [?] comin on your rag [?], when I'm pourin that tone on your face Gotta come hard, so you left a [?] [?] the smelling of ace [?] traumatic, cause I had it automatic, like a 4 door [?] Please [?] with the twenty-two, cause the [?] was a bit to [?] Never get caught, consealed like myself Police still robber, was another guy Never, never get caught, consealed like myself Police still robber, was another guy Let's make a stain, stang on the lane Drop it off, drop it off Big in my sweet profits mane