The Mad Rapper - Lookin' at Us lyrics

[Black Rob] Yo, yo Nobody knew where he came from, or got his name from All we know is he k**ed 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 n***as 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 n***a 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 ?f**ed 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 n***as 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 n***as be lookin' at us Aiyyo, I seen how them n***as be lookin' at us [Black Rob] Made them hoes approach duke on some "How ya doin sh**" 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 s**in '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 k**ed 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 n***as to blame Gotta ?f** 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, n***a 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 n***as a** 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 n***a over there's givin us his undivided attention Aiyyo Rob yo, is that this n***a (Who?) Is that this n***a that been 'round here f**in 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 n***a, but pay for the bad news is true This n***a done did somethin that he can't undo And anybody who came here with him deserves one too Is it true f**in 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