Lyrics:
ain't been backstabbed then we can't relate (can't relate to me)
Yeah, I got mob ties that I'm not gon' say (yeah, I'm not gon' say)
I done been
high, strung, thug nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in the fast lane, give a fuck 'bout the past
Got my mind on my cash and my next piece of ass, so
niggas is very persistent and ferocious
My bitches too
One might be your hostess
Get you poked quick
By someone you close with, retaliations a bitch
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'
're cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
with us
But like the weed with no seed we just roll em up
Beats By The Pound ain't No Limit, Goodie Mob and Murder man like
Jackie Chan
Hittin
with us
But like the weed with no seed we just roll em up
Beats By The Pound ain't No Limit, Goodie Mob and Murder man like
Jackie Chan
Hittin
rope suddenly
Falls harmlessly - the PHANTOM has
Burnt the thread by which the noose was held
Resigned, he addresses RAOUL
As we hear the offstage voices
the stereo
We go hype
Through the night
Turn on the led lights
Yea its a vibe
Ok Michael looking through your soul like he is pain
Renigan yea its gone fuck up
that bitch nigga lose it
Man, I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowin' my name
A young high strung thug
Nigga created by pain
Livin' my life in
Real life suckas, real life guppies, tryna act like Jaws
We not a gang, we not a mob, that's for a reason
They don't live by code, niggas be hoes, go by
Yeah, I feel alive in this place
I will abide and reside by the faith
They write lines that's a sign of they pace then they
Hear our shit and they
me going like "oh no Oh My"
S A is our domain
If you think you can have it-indescribable pain
What, you think I would mutherfuckin bluff?
We'll see
You should change mode
Ima go with the mob
Go with the mob
(Oh)
Price tag on my vioce
But I chain smoke
Ima go with the mob
Go with the mob
Coma always
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
Woowe
When we mob we reck shit
Yank it aye now
All real no prank shit
Fuck a system that's racist
Ayo
Leave yo ass in the matrix
Fundamentals y'all
Light it up yeah, yeah, yeah
Bust up the block, it's a light show
(Light show)
I'm with the mob and we don't move polite
(Ahh) i put one hundred G's
with the owl feather texture
2020, we doin' drive-bys in Teslas
Sex, money, murder, and drugs, Carmen Electra
Fuck the slice, I want the pie
Why
ashamed
Walk by myself, I had stayed in my lane
Ride on my wave, we gone blow any day
We can't hang out, nigga, we not the same
My nigga switched up just
with them shanks and things
Havoc: Have you curled up on the floor
Feelin' the pain
Prodigy: And nine times out ten we ain't even start the shit
still everybody struggles
Maybe not with wealth but we got issues that we juggle
The pain we cause others will show our true colors
The only way to heal
Yeah
I’m just tryna ball like
I’m just tryna mob like
Drake in the 6 with my woes in fall time
Just to see how it feel like
I just wanna know like
Is
(It's gonna rain blood)
We have to get the best people
We need to get the best and the finest angry mob
To chop off my head
Ch-ch-chop of my head
My
off pain)
When it turns off pain
A broken goddess, inattentive
Fowling lean, betrayed by youth
Our fortress struggles in suffocation
Sanguined by
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