Black Rob - Lookin' At Us Lyrics
[black rob]Yo, yoNobody knew where he came from, or got his name fromAll we know is he killed keith with the same gunHe used on terrell, tone from outta jailNow he we livin and makin a lotta milWatch that cat, send thugs to stop that catBut niggas like him always got the gatGotta take em off, gotta play them all real soonCall them hoes we hit in cancoon, get them a roomAt the radison over madisonIm imaginin somewhere down the line ima have to use my gat againIm alright with stayin up all nightAnd puffin dark chocolate trees til the dark turns lightThat nigga seen us, you actin like theres no beef between usAct like, he aint got cream swayin the dope fiends around the conaYou ? *****ed my man? he got me onnaWhole notha level, money grippas a gonnaChorus [black rob & cee-lo]Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin at usActin like they wanna do somthin to usCee-lo, black rob just cant be touchedIll negotiate the matter in gats he trustIn the club one night, war spittin at usIn the corner sippin drinks on some real hush hushYeah, I seen how them niggas be lookin at usAiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin at us[black rob]Made them hoes approach duke on some how ya doin shitSmall talk made em walk out, thinkin with his *silence* (sho man)Just like I thought, he about to get caughtThey goin all out in the backseat suckin em offCee-lo, stay close dogg, we aint tryin to lose em (alright)Only thing on my dome is what Im gon do to emHe killed keith, I knew that playa since he was smallWhen he used to ball, and mess with polly down the hallNow he ghost, and this crab niggas to blameGotta ? ***** him? with his name, ima put in his brainBut slow down, hes pullin over, park right behind that novaIf duke wake up, put 36 in his rover, cut the motorHe tryin to draw attention to usThis aint the time baby boy, this is about to blow upSyncronize ya rol up, we got one minute to rock itMurders a hard job, but somebodies gotta stop itChours[cee-lo]Just off the plane on a new york vacation angCome on, lets get gone, nigga its on a gangSwervin in the rain, and workin the woodgrainWe did about two ? ? ? ? ? next lane?Now feel the painAnd if its affectin you it involves me in itAnd its all great cause I get on a niggas ass in a minuteWeve established innocence, this benz aint riggedIts easy, accelerate and make those twenties rotateEven the corner cowboy ? ? ? hennesy straightSatisfaction, in the midst of all the interactionI sense tension, hereAnd some nigga over theres givin us his undivided attentionAiyyo rob yo, is that this nigga (who? )Is that this nigga that been round here *****in withchoo?Want you want me to do?Who you want me to run over, and run through?With my gun drew, and unleash my wrath upon youWe can battle, but nigga, but pay for the bad news is trueThis nigga done did somethin that he cant undoAnd anybody who came here with him deserves one tooIs it true *****in up my good clothes on you, scandalous hoesI suppose these bullet holes make ya widow keep the casket closedHow you kids gonna get gay back to you, thats how it goesCee-lo, black rob, goodie mob, bad boy, down southUp top it gon stopChorus x2
