Lyrics:
much but I like it simple
Simple darling, damn you made me artsy
Squad be mobbed out like a gang of Harley's
Swanton bombing flip em out, Jeff Hardy
Fed
mobbed
Speed it
Paper chasing is a must
Pray!
Man dem snitching in the church
I rather stay with my hittas inna block
Me not fail
Key to blessings from my
favorite nucka flow butter
Niggas get mobbed
Leave with their clothes cut up
"When you come?" is what they asking me
You fresh to No Limit like Master P
I be
to read it
An always keep ya honor nigga
Never cheat it
All my niggas mobbed up
In them suits and ties
The truth is I
No games bitch
Its do or die
cut
Right hook watched his ass stumble
Had his ass shook
Fell to the ground then me my niggas went and mobbed him
Pussy ass niggas man we really
Hawaiian Punch, smoking Maui Waui (Woo, woo!)
We was trapping in the alley (Facts!)
Now we headed to the Valley (Trips!)
Bud sent from Cali (Yeah)
Mobbed up
took it and I lobbed it
Say you run the game
Me and all my n***** mobbed it
Copped her a flight
But she with me in the cockpit
Get your stupid a**
live by chancellor
I’m walking thru EA
I nut on her bed and her back and her carpet
Im living life cozy I mobbed in my PJ’s
She pulled down my ethika’s
Kitty Kat
He was jammin on it with his big fat bat
They though we was loaded and we got robbed
They thought Johnny was a Beastie and he got mobbed
Eli was
day, same thang
Winning team, on the scene, fuck you mean, mobbed out, gang gang
Day ones, never switched, never fake, word to moms i love that
But
on that payroll
Got kush rolled smoking hella o's
Mobbed up in that hallway
Hood nigga look all day
Got some intellect too
Better watch who you step to
Got
(Racks, racks!)
Blewed out mobbed outta the place (Mob!)
Take my pie the slice of the cake (Cake)
Real niggas, yeah they relate (Late)
Tell a hater fuck out
Mobbed passed the juvenile hell this that authentic
The pain is real, lifestyle’s augmented
Tits, ass, lips all synthetic
Does it make me less of a man
mobbed up man we ain’t worried about shit foe
You hear me? And if anyone feel some typa way
It’s fuck you too and whatever you claim or bang
This how
of my pie
The seed flowed deep you carried inside
Damn near blind you mobbed the whole 9
Try to be a little positive, reminding them what's blinding him
I
deep-a-dike, don't pay a preacher
Premiums are paid to either, the darker side or the lighter breather, mobbed in life, stand up to meet you, yo, meet your maker
That's for sure
Looking like we just robbed sum'n
Gang in all black, duffle bags straight mobbed up
Only bitch on the list, I'm the only braud up
I spot
With the gang and we mobbed up
You act and get shot up
No we don’t play no games
Disrespect and that’s your brain
183rd the name theses bitches go
Dont see another
Could take this
If they coming
Im spraying
Got a uncle
Im mobbed up
5 percent
Im top one
Grew in the streets
Carry shot gun
They came
Past, I'm terrible tense
Ever since you are ended
Unfriended, blocked, mobbed
You're always my all the way
You're my all state
I was your all state
getting mobbed, getting robbed, beggin' meals, dirty deals, no one feels no more
Don't need a riot for a reason to fight a street war
Give me back
the tri-state
Mobbed to the mitten
Became an honorary Detroit citizen
Jumped in my bag and I got to my mission
Wake up and count all the dough in the kitchen
Look
Thugging, chugging, mobbed
Drinking every bit of liquor
They can get they hands on
Bitches get they dance on
Then they get their pants off
Then they get
had me too geeked
Double cup on the weeknd with them 5z
Real niggas around me swear we too deep
With my niggas mobbed out like the president
I'm the one
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