Lyrics:
Kes mnaanaa fi dari
Kilo w myé ntaktek fi afari
Fubu mob kel ferrari
Sghar w amorna ma konna dhreri
Naaref kimti w naaaref kari
Nched edenya
They got hit so bad, believe me
They never complained again"
Picture me soundin' like the
World wide mob figure
Whoo-riders this Syke, call me that
distorting, bring it down a lil' bit
Okay, now we working with it
The boy Face on the bass line, Face - Mob!
Welcome to New York City, it's ya boy Young Hov'
Uh, yeah, mob (Authentic or nothin')
Fuck withcu, man
It's the mayor from the Mob (This is Authentic)
Uh, yeah, yeah (Ace Bankz on the track)
"Please stop lyin'"
Hey, check the Rollie, bitch, it's my time
It's Slime Mob 'til the death of me
Don't say you love me if you won't kill for me
I see
a buck-fifty
Ho shit
I don't care, call the cops
Mob shit
I don't care, call the cops
Mob shit'll never fall
Mob shit gon' always sell through, smell
words
Mob Nigga
[T.L.T of the Ghetto Twiinz]
Fuck peace
See it's all about violence
Put that Tek to you silent
Leave you howlin
I'ma creep upon ya (Yeah)
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Mob, Mob, Mob, Mob, Mob,
Mob, Mob, Mob, Mob
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Zzala è un iconoclasta, dicono,
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Mob, Mob, Mob
Mob, Mob
Mob, Mob, Mob, Mob
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah
"Zzala è un iconoclasta",
snakes have shot toward him
[Chorus]
Fly mob, the Universal Heartthrob
Aye, aye, aye yo Fly mob
The Universal Heartthrob
Aye, aye, aye yo Fly mob
feelings (fuck about no feelings)
Ho
(SpiffoMadeIt)
Ho (the licks man, nigga)
Ho
Yeah, I'm really from them trenches, huh, and I'm with the mob (the
Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
Bigger than a mob, can't be touched,
tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)
Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that
Yeah, nigga (huh? Mob?)
2020, boy (uh)
Y'all done fucked up now, nigga (it's bad)
Huh? Yeah (Authentic or nothin')
Huh?
Baby mama ain't shit
Ja, Mob am wildin', ja, ey (ja, ja, ich will Bands, ja)
Der Mob am wildin', ja, ey, hah
Ich will Bands, ja, ey, Guap
Ich will Bands, ja, ich
Letra:
REFRÃO JAYA
E o que você fez lembro que olhava pra mob
E falava sai disso não é pra vocês
Agora olha pra mob e já tá querendo andar junto
concoct that
I was raised in the slums and the flats
Moss bitch I love the way you drop that
Bring your cute I could show you where the mob's at
Claim you
we gon send a bad bitch to distract yo ass
Pack yo bags
Then italian mob whack yo ass
And thatz real
On gang
Fuck all the talk
We want all the smoke
I got the sticks no shish kebab bab
I got the mob this a inside job job
Break down hinges we don't turn no Knob knob ain't no gangsta
But I'll buss
I'm with my killas we screaming out mob
Stay true to my niggas if you ain't with the gang then you getting robbed
Post on the 5th but this is west
700 da mob
700 da squad
Gang
Uh
Uh
We on the front tryna
We on the front tryna kill
We tryna kill shit
Uh
You look in my eyes see the pain in them
2
With Us mob on va level up
Big players toujours dans le top
Tu vas ber-ger si tu veux nous stop
Le grand désordre on développe
Développe, développe,
Getting gain
Little pain
Getting through the rain
Why you run
Like it's nothing
I swear to god
I'll fuck you and your mob (Mob, mob)
Yeah I'll fuck you
thick as fuck
Pull up back to back, mob thick as fuck
You know if it's smoke, this shit thick as fuck
Hit from the back, knock the butt, this bitch thick
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