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I Robbed a Rapper Video (MV)




Performed By: Judd Young
Language: English
Length: 3:38
Written by: Judd Young




Judd Young - I Robbed a Rapper Lyrics
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I'm about to verbally sabotage
Every single rapper I'm about to Rob
For they f*cking chains and they f*cking rings
Cause I'm about to reign that's on everything
And since I'm about to reign you niggas bout to hate
If you ain't with the squad then get out the way
If you ain't down to spit you ain't got shit to say
So close all of your mouths I ain't fixin plates
These boys on that tough guy dumb action shit
Rapping lyrics but ain't wrapping dick catching shit
And niggas be like mutha mutha f*ck the law
And never had interactions with the law
Say don't be talking all that shit that you know nothing bout
Cause you don't see me talking bout no drug amounts
Aye listen I don't even talk about the bread I count
You fools flashy and get dough down in the less amounts
Since you claim you bout that action homie gone and get to clapping
When boxed in you niggas squeal telling all that happened
Your mans go down your girl go down
If I'm cornered it's just me it ain't no merry-go-round
My nigga please
It's time I put you boys in your seats
You should be offended how I come and murder these beats
I'm a piece of the greatest prodigy and my apologies
Goes out to the niggas that thought they had the game on top me
Stop it
You shooting in my range you better watch it
My target locked in aim you can't stop it
I'm aiming for the brain and the conscience
No pillow talk I'll show you how this will will walk
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Yeah
She was
She was
Right beside
The night before
And I replied
I can't
I'm about to verbally sabotage
Every single rapper I'm about to Rob
For they f*cking chains and they f*cking rings
Cause I'm about to reign that's on everything
And since I'm about to reign you niggas bout to hate
If you ain't with the squad then get out the way
If you ain't down to spit you ain't got shit to say
So close all of your mouths I ain't fixin plates
This passion in my DNA like duckworth
I'm falling to my knees I heard that prayer works
Robbed your homie and that shit hurt
And letting that nigga live only made it worst
So now I got corruption flowing through my soul
I've had dreams to burn his family down to they toes
You boys thought you wild, well this how crazy looks
To get over on niggas put the shit in a book
Don't let what I'm putting in verses leave you niggas shook
I ain't threatening lives just titles when I placed the hook
Across the left cheek then the right cheek unstrap the neck
Toting and still using hands you suckas ain't expecting that
Locked in til it's all over so therefore ain't no clocking out
No longer have shit to lose so therefore better watch your mouth
Doing what's already hot you niggas get stuck in a drought
Talent never meant shit so hustle what it's all about
Orders came from killmonger to guarantee to close you out
The hustle you agreeing to the juice you got I'm pouring out
Making all you whack rappers someone no one has heard about
GHB forever young rising up to tune you out
Bitch
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I'm about to verbally sabotage
Every single rapper I'm about to Rob
For they f*cking chains and they f*cking rings
Cause I'm about to reign that's on everything
And since I'm about to reign you niggas bout to hate
If you ain't with the squad then get out the way
If you ain't down to spit you ain't got shit to say
So close all of your mouths I ain't fixin plates
These boys on that tough guy dumb action shit
Rapping lyrics but ain't wrapping dick catching shit
And niggas be like mutha mutha f*ck the law
And never had interactions with the law
Say don't be talking all that shit that you know nothing bout
Cause you don't see me talking bout no drug amounts
Aye listen I don't even talk about the bread I count
You fools flashy and get dough down in the less amounts
Since you claim you bout that action homie gone and get to clapping
When boxed in you niggas squeal telling all that happened
Your mans go down your girl go down
If I'm cornered it's just me it ain't no merry-go-round
My nigga please
It's time I put you boys in your seats
You should be offended how I come and murder these beats
I'm a piece of the greatest prodigy and my apologies
Goes out to the niggas that thought they had the game on top me
Stop it
You shooting in my range you better watch it
My target locked in aim you can't stop it
I'm aiming for the brain and the conscience
No pillow talk I'll show you how this will will walk
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Yeah
She was
She was
Right beside
The night before
And I replied
I can't
I'm about to verbally sabotage
Every single rapper I'm about to Rob
For they f*cking chains and they f*cking rings
Cause I'm about to reign that's on everything
And since I'm about to reign you niggas bout to hate
If you ain't with the squad then get out the way
If you ain't down to spit you ain't got shit to say
So close all of your mouths I ain't fixin plates
This passion in my DNA like duckworth
I'm falling to my knees I heard that prayer works
Robbed your homie and that shit hurt
And letting that nigga live only made it worst
So now I got corruption flowing through my soul
I've had dreams to burn his family down to they toes
You boys thought you wild, well this how crazy looks
To get over on niggas put the shit in a book
Don't let what I'm putting in verses leave you niggas shook
I ain't threatening lives just titles when I placed the hook
Across the left cheek then the right cheek unstrap the neck
Toting and still using hands you suckas ain't expecting that
Locked in til it's all over so therefore ain't no clocking out
No longer have shit to lose so therefore better watch your mouth
Doing what's already hot you niggas get stuck in a drought
Talent never meant shit so hustle what it's all about
Orders came from killmonger to guarantee to close you out
The hustle you agreeing to the juice you got I'm pouring out
Making all you whack rappers someone no one has heard about
GHB forever young rising up to tune you out
Bitch
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