Black Rob Espacio Lyrics

(feat. Lil' Kim & G-Dep)

Dangerous n____s
Uhh Black Rob s___
Y'all don't know?
Uhh Uhh
Danegerous n____s
Lil Kim and Black Rob yelowman
P Diddy , the moment you all been waitin for
Murder yeah , ha ha yeah

[Black Rob]
What y'all riffin about, hang em like they did in the South
Dead wit ya d___ in ya mouth
Now what this s___ is about, n____s sleepin
Like I won't slip in ya house, and put my d___ in your spouse
Till you get home, I'm amped like a part of ya couch
Then sit on me, that's what I'ma spit filthy
Pretty swiftly, til them coppers come and get me
Tried to tell his coward a__ it's real
Actin like I can't get through that Slomen Shield
I'm a veteran, I'll take leathers and furs in front of him
Safe cracker, moved from New York to Jers
Still sending ?kites with birds?
Nothin's heard, feds wanna tap my word
Take vehicles off curbs, tools off herbs, jewels off of all you nerds
You swerve, I splurge with all yall riches
Comin to joke and blind all yall b____es
Give respect where respect is due
Keep frontin, and I'ma put the tech to you
Coward

CHORUS: Lil Kim and Black Rob
Dame espacio
Man back up off me
Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio
That means give me s___e
Dame espacio
d___ back up off me

[Black Rob]
Like I'm just talking like I never did these things
s_____ chains and rings, teddy bears from siblings
I did things some of yall cowards might not imagine
Like run in the stores, gun drawn, spasm
Press the b___on b____ I'm not havin
Or it'll your ?super? employee leave in a bag and
Black wagon, bait boy I'm not braggin
It's a promise, I'll take em to school like Nastradamus
It's my thing do what I do best
Want the treasure chest, and that dough in your girl b______
How dare you try to stash yours in your drawls
What's mines is mines, what's yours aint yours
Get his whip, watch how quickly I paint yours
Watch poppi and them, hit it up with the paintballs
Coward n____s, got the gall, thinkin I won't lamp in the hall
Like New Year's and drop the ball, b____es!

CHORUS

[Lil' Kim]
Where I come from, we all got guns
Be a hundred of yall and we still won't run
Call the cops, they still won't come
We bang on n____s like we playin the drums
These cats think they know me Black
Well I hit em over the head and say "Homey don't play that"
Listen to they rhymes and say didn't I say that?
d___, I'm the s___, it's like I'ma n____ they be bitin my d___
Get on some old school s___, b____ run your kicks
Go on y'all can have my flow
I extort y'all hoes for all yall dough
And by now I think all yall know
Who's the winner, still champ by T.K.O. WHAT

CHORUS

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