Lookin At Us Lyrics by Black Rob

Lookin At Us Lyrics

    [black rob]
    Yo, yo
    Nobody knew where he came from, or got his name from
    All we know is he killed keith with the same gun
    He used on terrell, tone from outta jail
    Now he we livin and makin a lotta mil
    Watch that cat, send thugs to stop that cat
    But niggas like him always got the gat
    Gotta take 'em off, gotta play them all real soon
    Call them hoes we hit in cancoon, get them a room
    At the radison over madison
    I'm imaginin somewhere down the line im'a have to use my gat again
    I'm alright with stayin up all night
    And puffin dark chocolate trees til the dark turns light
    That nigga seen us, you actin like there's no beef between us
    Act like, he ain't got cream swayin the dope fiends around the co'na
    You ?fucked my man? he got me on'na
    Whole 'notha level, money grippa's a gonna'

    Chorus [black rob & cee-lo]

    Aiyyo, i seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
    Actin like they wanna do som'thin to us
    Cee-lo, black rob just can't be touched
    I'll negotiate the matter in gats he trust
    In the club one night, war spittin at us
    In the corner sippin drinks on some real hush hush
    Yeah, i seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
    Aiyyo, i seen how them niggas be lookin' at us

    [black rob]
    Made them hoes approach duke on some "how ya doin shit"
    Small talk made 'em walk out, thinkin with his *silence* (sho' man)
    Just like i thought, he about to get caught
    They goin all out in the backseat suckin 'em off
    Cee-lo, stay close dogg, we ain't tryin to lose 'em (alright)
    Only thing on my dome is what i'm gon' do to 'em
    He killed keith, i knew that playa since he was small
    When he used to ball, and mess with polly down the hall
    Now he ghost, and this crab niggas to blame
    Gotta ?fuck him? with his name, im'a put in his brain
    But slow down, he's pullin over, park right behind that nova
    If duke wake up, put 36 in his rover, cut the motor
    He tryin to draw attention to us
    This ain't the time baby boy, this is about to blow up
    Syncronize ya rol' up, we got one minute to rock it
    Murder's a hard job, but somebodies gotta stop it

    Chours

    [cee-lo]
    Just off the plane on a new york vacation 'ang
    Come on, lets get gone, nigga its on a gang
    Swervin in the rain, and workin the woodgrain
    We did about two ?????next lane?
    Now feel the pain
    And if its affectin you it involves me in it
    And its all great 'cause i get on a niggas ass in a minute
    We've established innocence, this benz ain't rigged
    Its easy, accelerate and make those twenties rotate
    Even the corner cowboy ??? hennesy straight
    Satisfaction, in the midst of all the interaction
    I sense tension, here
    And some nigga over there's givin us his undivided attention
    Aiyyo rob yo, is that this nigga (who?)
    Is that this nigga that been 'round here fuckin with'choo?
    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 you
    We can battle, but nigga, but pay for the bad news is true
    This nigga done did somethin that he can't undo
    And anybody who came here with him deserves one too
    Is it true fuckin up my good clothes on you, scandalous hoes
    I suppose these bullet holes make ya widow keep the casket closed
    How you kids gonna get gay back to you, thats how it goes
    Cee-lo, black rob, goodie mob, bad boy, down south
    Up top it gon' stop

    Chorus x2

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