Lyrics:
at the school
Teacher's a bully
You're mobbed as a rule
Nothing from TV
Your folks are away
You are trapped inside this house you must stay - home
Now
I ain't seened in a while
So we mobbed through the crowd--
Killer-Cal-style
Walkin' wit' a limp, 'cause see, we pimp to perfection
For us to catch
a Flashback
On my Brooklyn ish
(Uh-huh)
Those are straight facts
Grew up in the time where
They mobbed, robbed and sold crack
Running around town
Playing
business
Everybody immediately assumes you're
Mobbed up)
I've been goin' through some bullshit
It's time to make some changes
Gotta move out the city 'fore
Immediately assumes you're mobbed up
It's a stereotype)
I'm doin' two hundred in a Trackhawk
Bro just spilled a whole zip of
Weed when I stabbed off
We pull up
assumes you're
Mobbed up
I just dropped another
Two 'cause I couldn't sleep (I'm up)
Turned some niggas' hoes down
They was lookin' cheap (Terrible)
I'll
Everybody immediately assumes you're
Mobbed up
Top down, chillin' in the summertime
All I see is blue hundreds, bitch
I'm colorblind
The bitch say the pussy
I see them mobbed around my door in a refined way
I bet you don’t take the road I’m takin’:
The track you took is all forsaken now
The ways you
dress, spicy, shawty was wasabi
Calling me papi, I love it
Infamous lil ting I was deep before she mobbed me
Took another girl to a party
Night ended in
we hit the block, yeah we mobbed up
Yung Reallie calling shots, get the job done
If Norea was Jordan, I'm Ramen
Move right in these street can't rob
the hood, nigga distributing packs
[Big Pokey]
My guns go off, when my fists is hard
Mobbed up 'cause nigga pistols'll scar
You got your knife on you,
the hood, nigga distributing packs
[Big Pokey]
My guns go off, when my fists is hard
Mobbed up 'cause nigga pistols'll scar
You got your knife on you,
the hood, nigga distributing packs
[Big Pokey]
My guns go off, when my fists is hard
Mobbed up 'cause nigga pistols'll scar
You got your knife on you,
of the Geto Boys]
Recognize the Mob or get you ass mobbed on
No love to ones who oppose
We taggin' motherfuckers toes
And we ain't even got a dresscode
Just
was deep how they mobbed Him
Think thorns worn as a crown
Here the Jews say, “Crucify Him pass it down”
Hear the squeals as the steel comes crashin'
a Slob you get mobbed
It's alright ??? cause it like props on my block
I run with locs that ain't't broke which y'all get smoked and ?throw lot?
I got 16
I declare war
The joy becomes a rappifyin' weapon
If you step in
When your draws get mobbed behind enemy lines
You become a sittin' duck but
mo' problems - and I ain't got money to solve 'em
This is just another day in the life
Gettin' mobbed by fans - man nobody even knows who I am
This
grill
(So you can be a hustler like you're s'posed ta be)
Black mobbed down South set constantly
It's for the money man so get this scrilla 'fore it's
by the entrance
You should see I get mobbed by the exit
No need for speed hear the start of the engen
Oh check the sneaks that I rock are expensive
Jobs
Working three jobs
Feeling kinda mobbed
Hard to make it make sense
I'm working on my patience
Tip of something immense
Going on the offense
know
That's why I get mobbed everywhere that I go
Every club, every show, every inn, every mall
_________________________________
______ on my profile
Crackas causing us Harm
Since our start in America
We Was done wrong
40 Acres and a Mule shit that's
Long gone, if I get Robbed
Or mobbed I can't dial, 911
to Bregman, i really rode trophy truck
I done did beats for Grammy winners
Mobbed thru Big T with Dallas niggas
Home of swisha sweets and candy fenders
Trunk
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