Lyrics:
It's Mob City, V-Town, it's Mob City
It's Mob City V-Town, niggas
(Mobbin' through ya hood)
It's Mob City, V-Town, it's Mob City
It's Mob City V-Town, niggas
(Mobbin' through ya hood)
run sum'n ( oop )
Getting in my way I rearrange your lace front
Drive that bitch by her weave
Speed bump
You know I fuck with niggas with them Mob ties
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
block, mm
Pullin out the chop, I make a nigga hop scotch, mm
Nigga we be wildin', still smokin' dead opps
So fuck them other niggas, I'ma mob with my
see you winning and they just want to off you
Real Niggas
Hoe Niggas
Real Niggas
Hoe Niggas
Real Niggas run it up and break bread with the mob
Hoe
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
bricks, they ain't shot no pistol, niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
Hey...
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight
nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my name is Kiss?
And I don't understand how a broke nigga could chill
When a two liter'll dust you so get you
his eyes
Only day 1s with me yeah this mob ties
My soul bleed when my family cry
Nigga you can hold these I'm trynna get by
I know real eyes realize
niggas cant Blurr with us we the MOB
All this Blurr up in me oh my god.
Stick with the beam lightsaber.
Black leather Rick jacket Darth vader.
Y'all niggas
paying the price
Little by little my nigga gon rise
Hoping for money I'm hoping for life
My baby is calling Buh I wanna be high
Mama don't worry I'm gonna
Well that's somethin' I gotta see
Is it how my chain swings, tired of ma face
Tellin' lies getting niggas wives tied up and raped
Similar to tha mob
everybody in the building, my nigga L
My nigga Gab, my whole Murder Inc. mob
Yo, you know how we do, yo, yo all my niggas
This here is exodus! Say
me man I just want to steer it
I can’t trust nobody I rock by myself and that’s because these niggas is weird
If you ain’t bout no pape then you can’t
can't flex like this
Drip Mob
Can't dress like this
Drip
Now yo bitch wanna fuck
See some money
Now she all on us
Facts
Niggas don't trap
Like this
Move
the trenches
And you only pass by on the weekends
These niggas want pipe it up
But we gonna light it up
These niggas gone lie to us
and act like they fye as us
Learned to play the djembe off of Alice at Malonga's place
EBCPA by the Nev from Summer breaks, nigga
And to Sucka Free niggas (Yo, I see you, my nigga
bet we got some
Busta's discuss us, niggas poppin all the Ying-Yang
Still the Dogg Pound Gang (DPG, Man)
Beats still funky, Beats by the Pound in
talkin bout po
I was like ohh, god must be ready fo this nigga to go
I ain't lyin this is the mob
You got yo break come finish yo job
Juss don't get
Family ain't got a clue, nigga
Been in drive bys with fly guys
Welcome to the Lou, nigga
New York on that mob shit
In Cali "what it do?", nigga
But where
we have them mob ties
Put a fuck nigga on Fox 5
Pretty little bitch with her mouth wide
She see me pull up in that, frog eyes
Your bitch is 30
that boy got that bling on
You better hit the phone them bricks sellin' like ringtones
I'm steppin' out fresh, steppin' out clean
My nigga Young Mob
in my kitchen my nigga
And we was weighin' blow
Mobwire, my nigga, only God flyer
Tryna keep warm by the fire in my fly attire
Never wanna rap
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