ain't guilty My name is Rob G., you just can't milk me" Now I'm sitting in a courtroom all day I claim

I'm the Chill Rob G, not many are equal To my rhymes I write my own damn sequel I keep your mind

't no oreo I'm solid, all the way through, what's up with you? My cup runneth over, here's a drop or two Rob

I feel You have the audacity To doubt my ferocity Or to insinuate the G will prevaricate Your

"There is no delayin' in the rhyme I'm sayin'" (Yeah) "The beat is funky" (It's going down tonight, uh) "And my word is bond" "There is no delayin'

rob rob rob da daddy ooo ooo ooo da daddy bo bo bo im da daddy i feel like im a daddy Comin round

Some of that feel good kind of music If you dont know my name, they call me Lil Rob Well my name

money, iced out, like a million video [Hook: Chamillionaire] [Rob G:] Southwest put'cha dubs up, let

B.G. [Talking] Don't fuck with me Tellin' ya Verse One: B.G. Nigga better tighten up Before my

I'm silent B.G. and you know me from thuging I'm violent B.G. make my money rap hustling [Verse 2