Lyrics:
youth of the ghettos
And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremely alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
nine!"
(yeah)
[Chorus - Unknown Female]
I think I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since then we both have
on
[E-40]
We like to mob, M.O.B. my organization of business, why'all
Fuck with me and I route you'll never see another Christmas
Expect Nicholas to be
on the leather, and rub the wood
See we got boppers in Texas oh man that pussy look good
So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
But she blinded by
All the way turnt
Wondering what are we doing today
Coming for number one you in the way
Number two never been goodie enough
All that complaining is
E-class
I think we got a problem
Yeah
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew
Big business minus the business suit
Even I look in
The industry knows that
They use to say we was trash
Until we cracked them like this
And shot them like that
Now I'm starting to get my paper
Bumped it to some
stephanie
Then he realize what a epiphany
Now he start acting hella phony
As him leave her she gonna phone me
Playing her heart like its sony
Cause a mob just
knicks again
Presidential the vehicle monumental
Got that Goodie mob bumping haters peeping in my window
They see me coolin' and steady sipping
back and we fin' to bomb in this bitch
Ring the alarm, better be gone when we mob up in here
So you better get with the Thugs or shut the fuck up
ice / eyes
It's all Goodie Mob
Sky high
No one can erase love I've felt in this lifetime
We don't talk no more
But i haven't lost hope
So i won't go
a legend
Boy I made some moves
Had to make my bread shake
Facts I move with love
You and I we're not same
Don't cook with hate
I made a plate to goodie mob
knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near trampled by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' nine to five jobs
Like a panther I prowl ,like a lion I growl
Learn
Maybe I remind her of her past
Maybe I think to far ahead of her simple ass
I treat her Goodie Mob
Baby we OutKast’s
Baby don’t be offended
Im just
on
Yo, we can go to war with the enemy
All we need is A.K.s and Hennessy
This ain't back in the days of Tennessee
Pull the trigger and release
right
Thankful for the goodie, now we make it through this life
Don't know if you gon' ride, all my homies by my side
Skip, skip, ridin' through the Ruga
the hollows and load
Where we from, we don't talk, nah, we follow the code
Ain't no coming back once you cross eyes
I got mob ties, no lie, this beat giving
You cocked back
You thought you had it planned
You thought you had your man
He saw you coming, he ran when you tried to blast that man
You missed him
And will you tell the dream when you come home?
Virility is in the house of lesser than
And in breakfast we get by on charm alone
The sun beats down
call ourselves
Soon as we got a taste of wealth
Now we sound like niggas with a
Bigger arsenal on our shelf
Trained and schooled by G's
Death before
the fuck my bitches at?
Where my bitches is at?
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my
You know we don't use the Goodie name to pack they function
At the last minute, request for, guest appearances, denied
Time is money, on the wood,
voice carries
Watch me invite the whole world
Me and the mob gettin' married
It seems all the fine screams pierce the dark
This is expected
A trick
Niggas want that old mob shit back
(Take it back to that old school Federal way, man. Understand.)
For all my mob music monsters
(In a major way.
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