Lyrics:
like I hit the powerball
If we going off of overalls, I’m pretty sure I out did y’all
Get to the money the protocol
If I need the mob, I just gotta call
"This afternoon we want to talk about"
"Now I want you brothers to dig where we coming from"
Five yers ago when I was in high school
No bills
pain
We'll attack the man behind the mask to end the sun god's reign
We'll break down the faith, for our people's sake
Unmask the man who prides his
stomach hurt for real
Nigga know what time it is man, mmhmm
Nigga upset
Like I said, uh, produced by the BasedGod
Nigga playin' with me, mmhmm, I get it
We
Mob ties
Ono it's them niggas
Yea its dark sky's
It get cloudy when we mixing
Don't do rara
We gone let it sit and simmer
I ain't beefing wit no
Deplorable by association, Go against their fascist mob if you dare
Hated by Karens all across the nation, mainstream media corrupt I swear
So sick
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
All I see is these niggas
They hatin like bitches
And That's on the mob
My niggas we be on the job
Till we catch a vibe
And link with the Mexicans
My
This one right here goes out to my frauds, scammers, workers that don't work, wannabe
Stick up kids, trying to get by on others' demise. Just let it
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
the concrete jungle where real niggas be packing heat
Leaving your insides exposed to the witnesses walking by
Here today and gone tomorrow my nigga, we born
so we can rub bellies, I know by now you ready,
you sweatin me so heavy
It's a Private party
ain't no party like an M.O.B. party, cause an M.O.B
What you tryna eat, order up a couple drinks
We made it through the pain it's in the past it's obsolete
Aye, this one for my dawg bruh
Don't know
They can stop tryin (stop tryin)
Niggas can’t top me
Can’t stop me with a stop sign (stop sign)
Got so much cash
Niggas ask do we got mob ties (mob
We gone pull up and snatch a nigga
Out his sleep
Then we gone pull up to the party only two deep
Niggas know we get it popping boy have a Seat
My
yea I'm gone die behind it
I lost my cousin to that gun
Clean'em up like that laundry I'm foldin errboody
Yeah we the MOB where I'm from we the mob
of the free
Home of the brave
We built a land
That we engraved
But we’re not welcomed
Come feel my pain
We’re just some freak shows
Treat us with hate
I’m
I'll tell you what shorty get in man I'll show you how to...
Tote that tool, make that double
Better be cool you don't want no trouble
Can we lean
into a fossil
Now all you niggas scared 'cause you know I'm a mob dude
I don't care who shot you
I don't care who popped you
I don't care who robbed
to my mob like Bugsy Siegel
I'm a be like Jesus break bread with my people
Shawty tell me what you like
We can do just what you like yeah
I'm with my guys
taint your soul, when we the same, karma growing old
Try to numb the pain, smoke in the air, an exotic strain
Roll an element, like an avatar in
and not know why
Yo we spray you with ambition like an inner drive by
Feel the pain of my rain when I snatch the sun out your sky
Thinkin you fly, signin
Yo check it out.
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace.
(Yo what up kid?)
From the... what, what, what team is that you play for
on a bad day
Take your bitch panties off like a band aid
And we eating like the mob these some big steaks
You ain’t never been real I see it in your face
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