Won Aze - Somebody Got Rob! lyrics

[Verse 1] I don't like them every time they see a black n***a around bam bam cops down! you see a n***a down all the cops yell who shoot spects shout out to my homeboy from BX I know n***as sell c**aine when you see a n***a with his thugs I walk with a couple thugs in the club n***as want to stab me n***as want to stab my whole team its your boy Won Aze I'm crazy them said I can't read yes I can I'm from west Indies born and raised in St Kitts my fam sick everytime I go to south ridge my n***a Chris in jail for beating life cop cops down! yeah [Hook] Click clack click clack man down! n***as ain't f**ing with my click rep 905 sh** is real round here people be dying Click clack click clack man down! n***as ain't f**ing with my click rep 905 sh** is real round here people be dying Click clack click clack man down! n***as ain't f**ing with my click rep 905 sh** is real round here people be dying so if you got robbed then you a victim start snitching to the cops I ain't listening [Verse 2] They claim that I'm a criminal But they the individuals that be selling crack on the streets principal I'm more official like a legal premitted pistol that's wetting you soaked in blood like swimming pools off the jump with a cup Remey Martin I'm still hungry stomach hurting and kidney's starving steady mobbing like 50 robbing in the hood sh** I pimp hard f** if your leg broke get the foot b**h! Laugh at drug dealers that switch hustles that can't tell rap Probably funnier than me quitting music to sell crack They tell me that I'm going to hell and back I tell em' I been there already smoking hot melting wax f** the world that's my theme song fiends go crazy for that white girl like King Kong you get blown like a 3 and arm in vietnum they blown the f** up they never seen the bomb poff magic up in smoke like Cheech and Chong popping advills stealing munching on kids happy meals dead or alive top 5 I'm the best rapper k**ed like bananas get your cap pealed 911 attack your building hostage threat kidnap your children leave your a** bleeding with bullet holes like the cracks in the celling