| Song | Thug Story |
| Artist | Black Rob |
| Album | Life Story |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Combs, Pierre, Ross, Walters | |
| Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go... | |
| Once upon a time not long ago when | |
| I was outta town movin work with | |
| Zo I used to bring my nigga | |
| B.R. and niggas with the burna's holdin' down | |
| B-R There lived a jealous kid that was mislead by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead (He said) | |
| Me and you are gonna push this rock | |
| Once we kill | |
| Rob we takin over the block | |
| They did the job, but didnt suceed | |
| When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe | |
| They started bustin and'a bustin filled my ribs like crusting had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin | |
| One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic | |
| But he fell, two slugs from my semi-automatic | |
| Ran two blocks there was cops all over | |
| Then I dipped into the building ??? | |
| Banged on the door of apartment 83 | |
| Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me | |
| Ran to the roof like "**** that sista" | |
| Ask an old man "Can you help me mista?" | |
| Got to the roof clutchin my four-four open up the door, yo guess who | |
| I saw (Who?) | |
| Black and ? | |
| Deaf? now, ain't this proper | |
| Guns drawn full of ??? toward the helicopter | |
| Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered | |
| Body all battered, and clothes all tattered | |
| Deep in my heart | |
| I wanted revenge but | |
| I let the shit slide til | |
| I saw 'em again | |
| Pulled out my guns and released a clip (And) | |
| Thats the way | |
| I gotta end this shit | |
| He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream | |
| Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream | |
| Now this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh ' | |
| Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath | |
| Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live | |
| Good night...good night | |
| Knock 'em out the box | |
| Black [Black Rob] | |
| I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up | |
| Wifey on the side like | |
| Justin, shes kept the hope up | |
| All thats on my mind is revenge revenge | |
| Just then a few dogs kicked the door off the hinge | |
| Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit | |
| Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit | |
| He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for ' | |
| Delph Not knowin that he might get killed himself | |
| Now wifey being trained by the | |
| F.O.I. It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye he was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her | |
| Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger | |
| Well in these times, well atleast to me | |
| No true niggas rollin come in sets of three | |
| And they won't stop rollin til you let them see | |
| All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves | |
| Barely out the crib caught one in the leg | |
| Couldn't even get my ??? had to leave 'em for dead (Damn) | |
| That's cold, yeah | |
| I know, but the cold in the streets the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat | |
| Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze | |
| By the time y'all hear this | |
| I'll be somewhere in | |
| Belize With some bad asian chick layin between my knees | |
| While I'm blowin off some trees, pumpin | |
| B.I.G.'s Greastest hits, this was my latest shit | |
| Watch how niggas act when they play this shit | |
| This a lesson, shits for real no dressing | |
| No ?lip? infestin, crab cats | |
| I'm addressin | |
| Bad Boy, the 44 | |
| Mag, fresh off the rack | |
| All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the **** back | |
| This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh ' | |
| Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath | |
| Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live...live | |
| Good night...good night | |
| Knock 'em out the box | |
| Black Thats right | |
| Black Rob, the craziest presentation | |
| All you bitches | |
| Bad Boy, Life stories | |
| Alumni Crumbs, crumbs |
| zuo ci : Combs, Pierre, Ross, Walters | |
| Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go... | |
| Once upon a time not long ago when | |
| I was outta town movin work with | |
| Zo I used to bring my nigga | |
| B. R. and niggas with the burna' s holdin' down | |
| BR There lived a jealous kid that was mislead by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead He said | |
| Me and you are gonna push this rock | |
| Once we kill | |
| Rob we takin over the block | |
| They did the job, but didnt suceed | |
| When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe | |
| They started bustin and' a bustin filled my ribs like crusting had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin | |
| One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic | |
| But he fell, two slugs from my semiautomatic | |
| Ran two blocks there was cops all over | |
| Then I dipped into the building ??? | |
| Banged on the door of apartment 83 | |
| Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me | |
| Ran to the roof like " that sista" | |
| Ask an old man " Can you help me mista?" | |
| Got to the roof clutchin my fourfour open up the door, yo guess who | |
| I saw Who? | |
| Black and ? | |
| Deaf? now, ain' t this proper | |
| Guns drawn full of ??? toward the helicopter | |
| Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered | |
| Body all battered, and clothes all tattered | |
| Deep in my heart | |
| I wanted revenge but | |
| I let the shit slide til | |
| I saw ' em again | |
| Pulled out my guns and released a clip And | |
| Thats the way | |
| I gotta end this shit | |
| He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream | |
| Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream | |
| Now this ain' t funny so don' t you dare laugh ' | |
| Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath | |
| Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live... live | |
| Good night... good night | |
| Knock ' em out the box | |
| Black Black Rob | |
| I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up | |
| Wifey on the side like | |
| Justin, shes kept the hope up | |
| All thats on my mind is revenge revenge | |
| Just then a few dogs kicked the door off the hinge | |
| Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit | |
| Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit | |
| He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for ' | |
| Delph Not knowin that he might get killed himself | |
| Now wifey being trained by the | |
| F. O. I. It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye he was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her | |
| Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger | |
| Well in these times, well atleast to me | |
| No true niggas rollin come in sets of three | |
| And they won' t stop rollin til you let them see | |
| All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves | |
| Barely out the crib caught one in the leg | |
| Couldn' t even get my ??? had to leave ' em for dead Damn | |
| That' s cold, yeah | |
| I know, but the cold in the streets the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat | |
| Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze | |
| By the time y' all hear this | |
| I' ll be somewhere in | |
| Belize With some bad asian chick layin between my knees | |
| While I' m blowin off some trees, pumpin | |
| B. I. G.' s Greastest hits, this was my latest shit | |
| Watch how niggas act when they play this shit | |
| This a lesson, shits for real no dressing | |
| No ? lip? infestin, crab cats | |
| I' m addressin | |
| Bad Boy, the 44 | |
| Mag, fresh off the rack | |
| All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the back | |
| This ain' t funny so don' t you dare laugh ' | |
| Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath | |
| Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live... live | |
| Good night... good night | |
| Knock ' em out the box | |
| Black Thats right | |
| Black Rob, the craziest presentation | |
| All you bitches | |
| Bad Boy, Life stories | |
| Alumni Crumbs, crumbs |
| zuò cí : Combs, Pierre, Ross, Walters | |
| Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go... | |
| Once upon a time not long ago when | |
| I was outta town movin work with | |
| Zo I used to bring my nigga | |
| B. R. and niggas with the burna' s holdin' down | |
| BR There lived a jealous kid that was mislead by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead He said | |
| Me and you are gonna push this rock | |
| Once we kill | |
| Rob we takin over the block | |
| They did the job, but didnt suceed | |
| When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe | |
| They started bustin and' a bustin filled my ribs like crusting had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin | |
| One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic | |
| But he fell, two slugs from my semiautomatic | |
| Ran two blocks there was cops all over | |
| Then I dipped into the building ??? | |
| Banged on the door of apartment 83 | |
| Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me | |
| Ran to the roof like " that sista" | |
| Ask an old man " Can you help me mista?" | |
| Got to the roof clutchin my fourfour open up the door, yo guess who | |
| I saw Who? | |
| Black and ? | |
| Deaf? now, ain' t this proper | |
| Guns drawn full of ??? toward the helicopter | |
| Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered | |
| Body all battered, and clothes all tattered | |
| Deep in my heart | |
| I wanted revenge but | |
| I let the shit slide til | |
| I saw ' em again | |
| Pulled out my guns and released a clip And | |
| Thats the way | |
| I gotta end this shit | |
| He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream | |
| Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream | |
| Now this ain' t funny so don' t you dare laugh ' | |
| Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath | |
| Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live... live | |
| Good night... good night | |
| Knock ' em out the box | |
| Black Black Rob | |
| I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up | |
| Wifey on the side like | |
| Justin, shes kept the hope up | |
| All thats on my mind is revenge revenge | |
| Just then a few dogs kicked the door off the hinge | |
| Go with the drawers on, man its cold as shit | |
| Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit | |
| He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for ' | |
| Delph Not knowin that he might get killed himself | |
| Now wifey being trained by the | |
| F. O. I. It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye he was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her | |
| Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger | |
| Well in these times, well atleast to me | |
| No true niggas rollin come in sets of three | |
| And they won' t stop rollin til you let them see | |
| All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves | |
| Barely out the crib caught one in the leg | |
| Couldn' t even get my ??? had to leave ' em for dead Damn | |
| That' s cold, yeah | |
| I know, but the cold in the streets the one who escaped is the one holdin the heat | |
| Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze | |
| By the time y' all hear this | |
| I' ll be somewhere in | |
| Belize With some bad asian chick layin between my knees | |
| While I' m blowin off some trees, pumpin | |
| B. I. G.' s Greastest hits, this was my latest shit | |
| Watch how niggas act when they play this shit | |
| This a lesson, shits for real no dressing | |
| No ? lip? infestin, crab cats | |
| I' m addressin | |
| Bad Boy, the 44 | |
| Mag, fresh off the rack | |
| All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the back | |
| This ain' t funny so don' t you dare laugh ' | |
| Cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath | |
| Straight an' narrow is how niggas should live... live | |
| Good night... good night | |
| Knock ' em out the box | |
| Black Thats right | |
| Black Rob, the craziest presentation | |
| All you bitches | |
| Bad Boy, Life stories | |
| Alumni Crumbs, crumbs |