Lyrics:
So cool
Number one stunna
Floss
Floss
Floss
Number one stunna
Floss
Mob
I need it all
Greedy
My lady want all of me
I think she greedy
Like my woman
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we
I just touched down in the Bay
I'm at VEGcN MOB by the lake
I don't want that sh*t if it ain't plant based
Eating all that pork and steak
No wonder
MOB, nigga cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
MOB, nigga cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money
I'm still a rider, I'm still rolling
A nigga still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes,
I'm still a rider, I'm still rolling
A nigga still hold the steel, that's how I'm owning
You chase the hoes, I chase the paper
You chase the hoes,
Floss
Floss ka ume, Piga Luku safii, una waka
Floss ka ume, Shikilia car keys za german
Floss ka ume, Wekelea ganji kwa chama
Flos ka ume tingika
A hungry mob is an angry mob
A rain a-fall but the dirt, it tough
A pot a-cook but the food no 'nough
We're gonna dance to Jah music, dance
We're gonna
Tarkanian
From Comp to Quinton picture this born to be ballin' ass nigga
I mob deep but I'm straight up West Coast representin'
I stay floss mode like
and cigars
Stay on the phone but I limit all remarks
Just remember, we the mob and regarded as a God
They want informants on the click side (click side)
Them belly full but we hungry
A hungry mob is an angry mob
A rain a fall but the dirt it tough
A pot a cook but the food no 'nough
You're gonna
hungry
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A rain a-fall but the dirt it tough,
A pot a-cook but the food na 'nough
We're going to dance to Jah music, dance
Mob's out tonight
Hey, the Art Mob's out tonight
Ahh, you better look good, you better act right
'Cause the Art Mob's out tonight
Hey, the Art Mob's out
wanna swap
Niggas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at
Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm
time I pop out, it pop off (pop off)
Yktv, got the top off (top off)
Private estate, I'm a mob boss (mob boss)
Every time I pop out, it pop off (pop
Chop chop
Floss
Chop chop
Floss
Chop chop
Floss
Chop chop
Chop chop
Chop chop
Floss
Chop chop
Floss
Chop
Chop
Floss
Chop chop
Chop chop
a motherfuckin' starving artist
Got something to prove
Don't talk it, walk it
My niggas outside on them walkie talkies
Pop that trunk
Pass that dutch
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A rain a-fall but the dirt it tough;
A pot a-cook but the food no 'nough
You're gonna dance to JAH music, dance
We're gonna
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'
corners if you hustling part time
Ten chains on, Eric B with mob ties
Rakim flows, coming from the far side
Blood diamonds and my pieces from apartheid
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