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Saw a little motherf**ker and y'all was ready to bend |
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Left the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin |
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Now you back where you begin while I'm livin on ten |
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Got inns sittin in a Benz wit rims sippin on Hen |
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Wit Stokes Twist and Mayze while you broke b***h I'm paid |
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Should of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have made |
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You started with the mob thought you was harder than the mob |
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But ain't no one motherf**ker larger than this mob |
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Swear to god for y'all C-Wall ain't got love |
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No only one that's gonna be on you side is this hot slug |
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For the dead and locked I'm throwin my mob up |
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Cock and bust to all y'all b***hes die for crossin us |
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I smell some b***h n***as amongst us now they gone |
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And when you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome |
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And that's wit or without a mask on cause I'mma blast on sight |
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Even if it's in traffic in broad daylight |
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The only way you live if it don't spray right |
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But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight |
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And that's on these four fingers I hold high |
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Anybody who crosses my mobsta family they die |
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I hollered at my boy James to bless me wit some mo' thangs |
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A mobstaz hard to kill like stopping off of c*****e |
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I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty clicks crushin b***hes wit this |
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N***a your songs ain't s**t they can't even fade our skits eat a d**k |
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N***a cross the mob so what's up |
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In every destination retaliation gotta f**k 'em up |
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N***a cross the mob so what's up |
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In every destination retaliation gotta get 'em up |
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S**t are y'all about ready to die for this fetti f**k everyting that's petty |
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Down to do dirt let's put in work |
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Stay together whether we rappin of slangin ye together |
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Get the paper but don't cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first |
| [01:51.21] |
When everything was all good y'all n***as threw the wall up |
| [01:54.12] |
But when the s**t hit the fan I watch you b***hes ball up |
| [01:57.03] |
Now you time is all up f**k who you call up |
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My n***as all bust my killas all nuts |
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What the f**k you call us what you say about C-Wall |
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Playa hatin how we ball n***a we'll be to see y'all |
| [02:08.19] |
And you mob gonna end up the same homie put this pain on you |
| [02:11.40] |
No love my slugs got them thugs name on 'em |
| [02:13.95] |
If he wit his kids I'm blow his brains on 'em put the chains on 'em |
| [02:16.50] |
Go insane on 'em guess he done wit that work range on em |
| [02:19.32] |
Rain over so n***a respect my mob like royalty |
| [02:22.17] |
'Till I'm dead y'all h*es dred my love life and loyalty |
| [02:24.45] |
When you come strapped in a circle |
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No I'm finna hurt you |
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Cause the mob put me peeped all of your loopholes |
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Cause the trigger work you |
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Bust all of you b***hes and all of you h*es |
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When the bruh come |
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Thugs betta run s**t look at what thugs want |
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See what d**gs done |
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When held the gun got you runnin from a loved one |
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Thought you was down to die but you been found to lie |
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So f**k you can't trust you gotta bust you |
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Crush you now you can't lick hits and hustle |
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Try to flex your muscle |
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But my criteria gotta over comes yo strategies |
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Try to make a mob out of peas |
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I can ride on you wit Money-T and an amount of cheese |
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Plus I had a lot of bud in 'em |
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I get mad at the budgin' 'em |
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Whippin out the stud in 'em |
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But I ain't even studying |
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If again and it's on I just put a slug in him |
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Duggin him dead and headin h*es off at the pass |
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Open up a can of kick a*s |
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Toy wit me loyalty die quick blast |
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I roll wit straight mobsta leaners |
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That always carry beamers |
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And exercising trigger fingers on n***as who come between us |
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Shockin' the world wit young slingers |
| [03:06.84] |
And we can't be defeated even if you triple team us |
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Cause this game got my mod deranged if you in pain |
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Kamokaze like my n***a Lo if we loose to you man |
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So ready to aim cause it ain't s**t to explain |
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Shots to exchange plenty of paper in the game |
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To help us remain on top of the world until we go bang |
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Doin our thang while y'all n***as just hate and complain in vain |
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But it'ws still gonna be the same we gonna mob forever |
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And out shine all you b***h a*s n***as together |
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As lib by Liffy Stokes |
