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behind mob tint These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez These ain't nothin' but my kush theoriez These ain't
subliminals See, all my life I was raised By a lot of criminals So all I know is scratching My pistols and my genitals Picture this: picking kicks out Of Foot
Me and my closest road dog (To my nigga Big Mussolini) You know what's up (Big Syke) West side (Thug Life baby) Outlaw (the return of the mashes) You
subliminals See, all my life I was raised By a lot of criminals So all I know is scratching My pistols and my genitals Picture this: picking kicks out Of Foot
keep a big ass gun Tater practice on the opp bihh I drill for fun I will pull up by myself DJ burn me on
They tryna run down on my bitch she a keeper But me and her fuckin' like Kevin and Dreka I walk around with a chip on my shoulder I really be all by
Roll Big Money I like it Bank roll after Bank Roll I send this out to my childhood role model catamisk big bank rolls Suzuki all gold, (whoo)
Roll Big Money I like it Bank roll after Bank Roll I send this out to my childhood role model catamisk big bank rolls Suzuki all gold, (whoo)
was a shorty Having big dreams on money, cars and bitches by the time I reach forty Nation affiliation, dummy paper-chase and willin' For pay
So this is what I'm a do man, you know what I'm sayin' I'm a get each of you niggaz, you know what I'm sayin' From the bay by the be -ball piece,
high All I could see is jealousy But I'm blinded by some ecstasy Seen it all my best friend turned into an enemy Now I'm countin up big racks No cap,
like go call the mob in Bad man in the ends love robbin Curfew done by 10 so see ya Girl like mine like sia Cause Ain't no way you'll see her She
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion I had no choice or remorse when time for puttin' it down Niggas know the scoop is
just keep on walkin' on by I said just keep on walkin' on by I kinda give a fuck Y'all bitches now Messed up my feelings then left town It's a mob in
I got mob ties, real ties, don corleone Big fries, five guys, guess I'm playin goalie All eyes, by surprise, imma kill em slowly Big prize, god
a youngin' I knew I would make it i would be legit God pulled up, you know why we blessed I'm stained by the blood, not the red dye Yeah Yeah I told her,
ain't like it Handle my dough, I ain't like it Diamonds on me like typhoon Shoot by myself, I ain't got goons Smoke big gas smell like perfume I got a ho
them days, I remember Yeah I remember them days, I remember I caught my first charge on Shady Vista Same street I shot my first pistol Big G damn I
taking pictures (Yea!) Big blunts and mad sparkles followed by liquor (That trone) I'm drippin' on the scene so she throw it back (Drippin) Standing
the ring Corleone thing I just need a queen that's meant for a king K-WAVE said it best Time is a Crazy Thing And you know TH3 Mob we the next big thing I
Corleone thing I just need a queen that's meant for a king K-WAVE said it best Time is a Crazy Thing And you know TH3 Mob we the next big thing I took a tab
on live Bad lil thing she all mine Touch me bro hit his jaw line We was broke a long time Now we spend just to unwind Southside mob no shoreline They gone
me a fiend I gotta win I gotta win, nigga Everything I touch turn gold got big things on the way, nigga Mob ties with the guys, semper fi MU$A MAAZ
bitch would drop a brick up on your face to hit that stain In that big body, let's go You ain't been bout it, you fold Yeah, we heard bout it, you told
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