Lyrics:
Just by that alone don't wanna hear a nigga
White car black tint, they always want the nigga
Smoking in the car they trying to smoke the Nigga
You
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
turn you on
Where water tastes like wine
Get out your get up and go and get in line
It's living your life in a show by Rodgers and Hammerstein!
O sad
it's just a song
Your words will not turn to sticks and stone
Don't worry about murder my mob won't do it
Only worries is worryin how I'm gon' do it
That
answer this too
Love's gonna get ya, you know it's true, life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act Black and live
Not to be phony
steady mobbin'
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')
Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
(Don't know)
It's all a game
Yo, it's like night life, ball fights, brothers getting sliced
Lay niggas, up on the floor, for people acting hardcore
your sugar girl)
CLK, It's that girl Mya, oh holla,
('Cause I'ma be a player for life) Come on (I'll be your sugar girl)
M.O.B. records (cause I'm
'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
'Cause
world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin' on twenties wearin' nice clothes
but ain't nuttin' like pimpin' hoes, and ridin' Vogues
I live a good life
I'm at
You know that money don't come from the sky unless you standin' by me (nigga, MOB)
What more you want from me? I beat the odds, so I'm good
'Cause you know I'm the one that flowed
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and y'all disgrace the C-P-T
'Cause
the purple
Yea she all on my dick had to stiffarm the bitch and im hitting her friend with the hurdle
Wanna fuck with mob we aint telling them shit we just
mulitply, thug niggas, Immortalize
Energise like them batteries, caught up in the mob life
Niggas be talkin' that crazy shit when they don't know what
CcOINEcDH
Composed by Leeson O'Keeffe, Marion Gray & Marie McCormack
Leeson plays ccoustic Guitar, Marion plays the Fiddle & Marie plays the Tin
answer this too
Love's gonna get ya, you know it's true, life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act Black and live
Not to be phony
world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're
we the dawg
We mob type shit when we guiling we blast
As the job and then we dump him and slide him
Chorus: Daz
Its just the street life
that's
hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin this
opportunity, for you and me
broke
I dont fuck wit nun of yall bitches i just stay by my dolo
Heard you was a stain you get sliced by ichigo
Yeah im wit the mob Im not talkin bout
on a Mai Tai
Right after the drive by this that really high life
Just like call of duty had to switch it to the uzi
Hanging with my niggas I be acting kinda
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, nigga
(Nigga, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
the mob
''cause you dead in the fog
And that's yo' head by the log
I can smell it in the air
I can tell when it's there
This is hell
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