Mob Business

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Styles P

David Styles (born November 28, 1974), better known by his stage name, Styles P, is an American rapper, author, and entrepreneur. He is prominently known as a member of Hip Hop group The LOX and is also a part of the Ruff Ryders hip-hop group, and in addition has released multiple albums and mixtapes as a solo MC. more »


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Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
They know 
It's mob business, nigga
Uh, look 

We was hard-headed, underrated, cold-hearted
Now they hate us for the fact we made it the farthest (did it better than them niggas)
Ninth grader when the feds made him a target
He don't wanna do no wrong, just imitating his father
Cop foreign, straight eight and Dodge Charger (skrrt)
Brand new Glocks and Drac's, they can't harm us
True mobsters, smoke up like we Rastas
No imposters, look out, the streets watchin' 
Seen profits, it's beef, we bring chopsticks
Many Glocks spit, the switch is spittin' hot shit (brrt)
Know we locked in from Harlem way to Bompton 
And we top ten, on blogs, we be the topic
Tell 'em, "Stop it," we got it, them niggas dropped it 
Did a Gangsta Grill with Drama soon as I hopped in 
Steak and lobster, spill blood over this pasta (bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap)
Used to play the rock with my niggas, I feel like Hoffa, they know

Nigga, this mob business and I don't trust no niggas if it ain't my niggas
You gon' die in the middle, so pick a side, nigga
Nigga screamin', "It's love," but he ain't ridin' with us, he ain't ride, uh
It's do or die, nigga, just give me Teflon love until we die, nigga (Teflon love)
Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide wit' you (BSF, D-Block)
Me and you against the world, I'm picking sides with you
You know I'm ridin' with you, they know (uh)

We could ride on these niggas or we can walk and get 'em (either, or) 
Fish scale in the snorkel when I had Porsche visions
Took a block then another block (facts), now it's another drop and another spot
Yeah, you fuckin' with niggas that get your brother popped (what up?)
Cartel shit, keep the L lit
I get it sold, but never sell shit 
I been told niggas I never tell shit (never) 
Never mind, mind can't see what it never finds (uh-huh)
Ten plugs in a room, makes it eleven lines (get it?)
Probably outside in a Porsche that is lemon lime (skrrt)
No, I ain't a Blood or a Crip, but I could send a sign
They think I'm saying bye (bye)
I'm really saying BY, that's the Buffalo to Yonkers express for a pie (mmmm)
Colombian necktie, a hundred shots fly
But I rather stay low, be cool, get high (I'm low), Ghost

Nigga, this mob business and I don't trust no niggas if it ain't my niggas
You gon' die in the middle, so pick a side, nigga
Nigga screamin', "It's love," but he ain't ridin' with us, he ain't ride, uh
It's do or die, nigga, just give me Teflon love until we die, nigga
Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide wit' you
Me and you against the world, I'm picking sides with you
You know I'm ridin' with you, they know (The Butcher comin', nigga)

I'm pickin' sides for my niggas, if I don't f*ck with you, they won't 
It's vice versa, so sometimes I run into they smoke
I know them niggas lit, but I really get into shit (I do)
These rap niggas fallin' out about who you take pictures wit' (what?)
I built bonds with' niggas, some from biddin', some flippin' bricks 
These industry niggas fifty-fifty, they hit or miss (damn)
Niggas mad at Butch for shit that they didn't get
For ten years, I been paying for lawyers and sendin' pics (huh?) 
At the hospital bed by my dawg when they paralyzed him ('member that) 
For that, we went through niggas' hoods and we terrorized 'em
I got fifty guns, HK's and a pair of llamas
And security with straps legal as marijuana (huh?)
Gettin' cash in my city, so if they asking 'bout Benny
I got a stack full of Bennies, take a bad bitch to Denny's (bad bitch to Denny's)
Yeah, and this for my nigga, Duffle
This BSF shit for life, I'll see you in a couple (let's go)

Nigga, this mob business and I don't trust no niggas if it ain't my niggas
You gon' die in the middle, so pick a side, nigga
Nigga screamin', "It's love," but he ain't ridin' with us, he ain't ride, uh
It's do or die, nigga, just give me Teflon love until we die, nigga
Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide wit' you
Me and you against the world, I'm picking sides with you
You know I'm ridin' with you, they know

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Written by: Raheem Trotter, Darius Grayson, Jeremie Scorpio Pennick, David R. Styles

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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