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the mystery, the mystery

One big mob aw yea aw yea
One big mob aw yea aw yea
Ek bara mala aw yea aw yea
Ek bara mala aw yea aw yea

(One big mob is)
the mystery, the mystery

We big mob aw yea aw yea
One big mob aw yea aw yea
Ek bara mala aw yea aw yea
Ek bara mala aw yea aw yea

(One big mob is)
Ooze
and lil' slim in here.
Shit, Craig be	, all of Beats By The Pound
Mo. be	 nigga with this track, KL.
Nigga Bad Azz in this bitch.
Goodie Mob, all them
Bottleneck Bob is riding fast
Wanted by the law for the freight train blast
The sheriff and his men is a big bad mob
And they're chasing poor old
Big shiny jet plane in the sky 
Please drop us off as we go by 
We're an American band
And everything is rockin' out of control 
When we hit
superstars
Extra-large players like kareem abdul jabbar
Word to god, pun, my crew won't give a fuck who you are
We do our job like we part of the mob, shoot up
On a Sunday night I might bang me some babes
[Paul Wall talking]
Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby
[Paul Wall]
It's the people's champ, I'm
On a Sunday night I might bang me some babes
[Paul Wall talking]
Swisha House, Big Pokey and Paul Wall baby
[Paul Wall]
It's the people's champ, I'm
and he mobs up the floor
He used to spend his evenings looking for a fight
Now he's got to see his mama every night
Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now
[Big Pokey]
You're trippin' me out, sho' nuff
When you stroll up, you make niggas fold up
Hold up, I been peepin' your ways
Plus the pedal
I don't mean to make a scene
But even the mob know what the hell I mean
The knot is tight on my blindfold
I got my flesh full of blood
I hate
I don't mean to make a scene
But even the mob know what the hell I mean
The knot is tight on my blindfold
I got my flesh full of blood
I hate
[Big Pokey]
Before the streets swallow me, I'ma swallow the game
Just use your brain, cause you could lose or gain
The rules remain the same since
didn't want to be mean about it
I couldn't think of one good thing to say.

[Chorus]
West L.A. fade away, west l.a. fade away
Big red light
Girl, I can't understand you
You're like reading a big fat book in Hebrew
I can tell by the way you drool
You don't mean to be cruel
Oh baby
fine
A big light flashed across the sky
But somethin' else went slippin' by
Meanwhile at the Pentagon
The brass was a wonderin' what went wrong.
[Ice Cube]
Damn, I'm sweatin like a nigga at a white woman funeral
	"Lench Mob.."
	"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
Huh, break 'em off somethin
that did it, expenses we spend it
Big faces explosive guns we smash out dunns
IM three coming through make way what you wanna do
Choose the fifth
Golem II: the self-perfecting
Lie-rejecting
Human mind correcting

Totem of the living
Self-organized, wrought from the clay
Our king by night,
[Big Moe]
I done hit the pint to the head like Maan!!
Comin' down gotta potent ass purple Sprite Maan!!
I hit tha boulevard red wit me tight like
pop like the bubbely
When I was doing bad, you people was all laughs
Assholes, jock off, kiss my whole ass
Mobocracy, live by mob rules
If niggas
[Hook]
Southside, what it do right now
Northside, what it do right now
Eastside, what it do right now
Westside, what it do right now

[Big
Yeah 
See me dog I'm tryna be on M.T.V. dog 
I haven't paid da rent and haven't ate in weeks dog 
Sweet tea mob we da hardest y'all soft 
But its
to be servin'" "What you doin'?"
"Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker"
"Tis the season, to be servin'"

Short than a motherfucker snatched up by one-time
Mob-mobbin' like a motherf***er
'Tis the season to be servin'

Short than a motherf***er snatched up by one-time
Make a phone call and be back to ball by