Lyrics:
some fried lobster gangstas gone godly imma fly mobsta imma take what's mines from the enemy positive vibes my energy comes from above another entity
feels like
To be poor
Black man
Already cursed when I was born
The underdog
Yea thats my story
Tha Mobsta
I dont wear my heart on my sleeve
Ima touch some
Its Tha Mobsta
Niggas hating on me
Just cause I aint fucking with them
Or you mad
Im your baby mamma MCM
I be thuggin a lot
But they think im a pimp
Ion
looking at the time and melt
Popstar living like a rockstar
Mobsta boutta hit your block hard
Splashed out all up on my louis belt
Bitch I got a stone with
Stock up
Cuz I’m rockstar!
And I’m rasta!
Sweet like pasta
Ya dude wanna be mobsta
And she brown
But turn red like lobsta!
(Yuh)
(Yuhhhhh)
no logos on it
(Ya know)
Like a locomotive, always on the track
I'm listening to 94' mobstas goin bad
Just made 2650 out in sin city
Rollas in plain
calle los cría,
solo se encuentra,
ubícate,
los Mobstas y el Satélite,
la humildad primero,
Don Aero,
antes persona que rapero,
así de simple,
siempre
rastas
Handlin' business like we was some mobstas
Hold up I'm tryna just
Fuck you
Why you tryna hit snooze
I'm tryna break rules
I'm tryna get loose
Yeah
Got a portable glitch, that's BMO
I see the oppas, fly on the Appa
I gotta shoot off my choppas
Ride wit the mobstas, all about action
Swear I'm
mobstas, swim with the lobsters
More sauce than pasta, gang like shottas
Watch out for them imposters, survived the waters
Chasin' commas, rose above da tide
a lesson for those who don't know
Boo-Yaa soldiers packs the O
(Tell them who's O)
One Mobsta Bass who can funk a show
Hang a MC off the cliff and let him go
picked on O. Mobsta Bass bomb
Another gangsta from the funk farm
This one is created
By the are, muthafucka, who stated
That this jam is rated are
That was
VVS I got it
That two door coupe I drop it
I roll round town like a mobsta
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
脖子會非常閃
各種各樣的款我可以隨便的 pick now
Get rich now, 車裡面放起了808
like a mobsta, True
Rasta
Smoke em I'm faded
No GTA when we leaving him wasted
I'm High in my spaceship
I know the risk that I'm taking
Yeah yeah
I'm
headache, if you want drama i'll break you off like a comma
look me in my eyes if you talking bout honor, youz a wanna be mobsta, you ought to be
sticking
they Dr. Jay (out they Dr. Jay)
Fuckin wit a mobsta
Cock sucka you popa (popa)
Just so you niggas don't get it twisted (twisted)
Just listen and pay
dollars, trippled up commas, for the fam' cuz we tryna eat proper
Macs in the bag when it's time to get mobsta, masks & the gloves when it's time to get
jump
On other niggas dicks
They feel like idiots when they
Hear our new shit (BITCH)
We mobstas and gangstas boy
Every body in the world better know my
graves
In the sight of a psychopath, TEC and lead 'em all dead
Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun
Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust
More exclusive than the powder that these-
Play around, I'll numb you like the powder that they sellin'
Patna, don't you know you, with a mobsta? (Come
The demon in me wants to
Go back to a mobsta
And put this music shit on stand by
To make a man die
How do I cope with this
I focus on the grand prize
T-E-C and lead 'em all dead,
Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun.
Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust.
Gonna rush when I bust, had
And now I'm a gangsta, a mobsta, I fall
Baby, it's the southside
Baby, it's the southside
Baby, it's the southside
Baby, it's the southside
Why the life
graves
In the sight of a psychopath, TEC and lead 'em all dead
Than a mobsta Johnny Gotti with a tommy, try to gun
Then I blast, haul ass, kick up dust
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