Ludacris — Rob the Robbers

[Hook] How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? [I-20] All black gloves, black mask, here we go again The traps goin' slow, so I'm kickin' niggas doors again Them pussy niggas soft, so the dealers goin' hard for it I'm off in the truck, call up Buck, he got the hard for it I got scopes on the AR, make it easy to just pop at you The first talkin' dope boy, then we hit to rob at you Won't hesitate to pull it out, empty out a clip Heard your partner got the cannons, so I'm tryin' to hit a lick I ain't got to contemplate it, see I'm down to demonstrate it I'm a DTP nigga, G-Unit affiliated Got a clique full of street niggas, ready for the shit And a crib full of thick hoes, down for the joint Tell them pretty niggas, here we come Lay it down, G it up Extra clips, extra round, pick a clown, hit 'em Buck Hit 'em with that semi, or bust with that revolver How the hell you robbers, gonna rob a robber? [Hook] How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? [Young Buck] Snatch niggas out their Chevies in traffic, I'm a savage The devil made me do it nigga, I gotta have it I'm hoppin' out this Escalade, chopper in my hand I catch the ones that I can, and start poppin' at they man They say the hood wanna kill me, the police want me locked up So I just take their jewelry, every time I pop up My album went platinum, and yeah, the nigga still jackin' I ain't lyin' or actin', it's just that I love it with a passion You should these niggas faces with the .40's on they shorties Have they ass breakin' up like this dope game ain't for me (oh) So, come on pussy nigga, bring it if you that hard And watch when you come home, I'll be layin' in your backyard Niggas turn to trackstars, runnin' when we comin' See, them beepers see me do it, but they don't know who done it Ay 20, make sure you tell that nigga Luda, I'm a shoota' So if he got a problem with them cowards, bring me through there [Hook] How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? [Ludacris] .45 in the crevice of the 'Lac seat, hummin, comin' right at ya These hollows will make you think you at a track meet Boys hit the back street I'm ridin shotgun, with a shotgun, pussy niggas hit the back seat Chickens wanna act sweet 'cause of my candy-coated paint And size 24 shoes, I call 'em Shaq's feet, rollin' 20 Lacs deep Whoever want it, we done it at 2100 Jack-U street So hide-ya hide-ya wallet-wallet, tuck-ya tuck-ya chain-chain I don't wanna, cock-it cock-it, chicka-chicka bang-bang Ain't no way to try to stop it, or numb the pain-pain Cause this ain't no muthafuckin video game-game But I can empty the cartridge, while you bitchin' and fussin' Grab the sticks of extra clips and press the reset button Put you on the front page of you the latest edition Tell the robbers I'm the greatest addition Motherfucker! [Hook] How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber? How the hell you robbers gonna rob a robber?