Lyrics:
to the local night club
Sittin' at a table, just doin' my thang
This when I got approached by this rival gang
His gang and my gang just got into it (just got
the club
Got my mind on danger, never been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drive-bys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so
slobbin'
Sex as a weapon
Clothes that I slept in
Streets keep mobbin'
Thieves keep robbin'
Get two in your butt
Three to your noggin'
Creepin'
in this past
Year - motherfuckers better know what it is
I'm still a gangsta runnin
And mobbin for mine
- and holdin it down for my kin
My brother got
still catch me hangin' out
In the muthafuckin' club
One love (One love, nigga!), sippin' Moet
Holla'in at cha bitch (Beeyatch!)
All by my lonely,
my penis, shoot my
Semen, still I'm comin', miles a runnin'
I was learnin' gettin' knowledge
Head is throbbin', she's a goblin
We be mobbin' over
Look
(Wooo)
She said she feelin' the vibe
I said you feelin' yourself
People be killing my vibe
So I just chill by myself
Shawty said she wanna ride
mobbin' deep, hoe, I'm a fuckin' prodigy (buck, buck, buck)
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see
Don't you dare go fix your
addition
I done got hit on the head, barely survived that shit (okay)
Minus a nine from ten, Eminem's spot still sits
But fuck a position, I'm tunin'
sometimes fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's
nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's hard to have
you, I love you
South beach smokin' out
With a lot of women, yeah it's goin' down
Any time I blow, know it's by the pound
I done got a cleaning lady in
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
game
Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even
I'm eatin' day by day; ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
that by my spine I got murder on my mind
Young niggas are dummin out Rental cars they peeling out
Double back at the roundabout Crack the window and air
I explode, the whole world will know
There is small percentage of people that grinded their way
All the way to the top
Still that's long road that's
And I'm mobbin' with the whole team
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Ain't no stoppin' us, we're OT
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
I gotta beautiful mind
And I spit beautiful rhymes
Should be 6 feet deep in a cemetery
Still alive though, God said I'm necessary
310, LA My Life commentary
And Like 24 I'm trying to be legendary
gon' miss me, miss me, miss me, miss me
Miss me, miss me
See I ain't mobbin' with the homies, do my dirt all by my lonely
I ain't never needed friends,
Fuck your paper, I got plastic nigga
Sliding through the streets, keep a glick on deck
But I'll still knock out your teeth
Some niggas just be yappin
drivin'
Yup! Yup! I been vibin’, fuck with me, yeah I been vibin’
Yup! Yup! I been ridin', fuck with me, yeah I been mobbin'
Yup! Yup! I been drivin’, I
The foundation of niggas commitin' a crime is murderin' every time
Nigga beware 'cause here come the Clair
Mobbin' like them soldiers
Watch me fold ya
For
I'm eatin' day by day, ain't nothin' sweet about it
Act like you don't know what I'm sayin' then you read about it
Built for war like a armadillo
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