This is a song about "Sam rob"

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

When rob and dez was in the ball pit

I'mma sign that work and release that

My suppressor on tight, and bitch im playing rob 'n' hood

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

Cause there'll never be peace

Even uncle sam agrees.

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

All my nights i stayed up hopin a nigga don't rob