Yeah, I Rob - Lyrics - La Chat
La Chat is an American rapper from Memphis, Tennessee. She is best known for her period as an artist on the Hypnotize Minds roster, and made regular guest appearances on many releases by other associated acts such as Three 6 Mafia and Gangsta Boo while she was with the label. La Chat is one of the relatively few female rappers whose lyrical content has consistently revolved around hardcore gangsta rap themes. In 2001, La Chat made a guest appearance on the hit Project Pat song "Chickenhead" which would go on to receive Gold record status.
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[Chorus x3]
Yea I rob Yea I steal
Yea I rob Yea I steal
Yea I put yo body in a field
Yea I put yo body in a field
Grab the ski mask load up the pump
I'm finna put this *** in my trunk
Hoe get on in don't make no noise
You betta not *** wit my funk
Ain't got no job I'm down to rob
Ain't barrin no *** when I'm off
Gotta get that cheese stand on my feet
Everyday my problems are solved
*** have you ever in your life let a *** pump lead in yo head
*** brace yourself bra da pop pop you make one move and your dead
*** try me if you want I'm strickly *** the system
I'll tell the truth don't *** me dude cuz shoot your family gone miss ya
I'm bout my cheese oh yes I need I hope you *** realize
If you a hoe show you some love at least let you pray before you die
Gotta drop it off quick gotta drop it off fast gotta make a smooth little dash
Cuz if the po-po's come you can forget it they never catchin Chat ***
A real true pro hoe, yean know a *** that's out to get mine
Don't *** for free cuz I got pimpin in my hips and my thighs
So stay alert I ain't slippin La Chat scopin my ***
Gotta keep my saw, you betta not run up I got my finger on the trigger
[Chorus x3]
Yea I rob Yea I steal
Yea I rob Yea I steal
Yea I put yo body in a field
Yea I put yo body in a field
I'm bout myself ill tuck that knife thing in the gut of a ***
My trigga finga kinda itchy to put a hole in yo liver
You wanna act like you so heavy now your *** I'm gone take it
You can't escape it *** end up dead while your fakin
La Chat ain't broke but still I got a greedy need for that cheese
You out here straight said that you lone but *** you don't *** with me
I need some 20's and you *** just ain't talkin bout ***
I guess that leaves me wit no choice but go rob me a trick
See *** I spoke I choke *** not off that dope
But off that blood where I have shuved my nine and blew out your throat
I'll make it known to have it shown that I'm a *** about mine
Whatever problem to make a dime man I'm crossin the line
A stick up *** thats on a mission spit some game just to hit ya
A rowdy *** thats bout my bizness doin whatever just to get ya
Now Yea I rob yea I steal put some bodies in fields
I work alone cuz your partner set you up for the kill still
[Chorus x3]
Yea I rob Yea I steal
Yea I rob Yea I steal
Yea I put yo body in a field
Yea I put yo body in a field
