ALLDAY WE MOB (feat. KAOS & YUNG DIPP)

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A nigga back on his job, that money flow nicely You turn your back on the mob, you niggas
We get you back, swear to God, show you that real hyphy Put that Mac to your mom, see why they don't like it
Young capo, click show guns and Vatos Capture that head honcho, smokin' on that cilantro
Overseas in a Bronco, bean dips and nachos Mean bitch, she hot though, swingin' whips at Costco

High side, Verralos, we the mob bro Stay hotter than the sun in Cabo
Then Lalo, make them snitch niggas die slow Al Capone in Chicago Style how we take over blocks, nigga, I go
In when the green lights on, throw pipe bombs When the clips empty, no lights on, your life's gone
We sharpshooters, me dippin' E, we icons

All day we mob, all day we mob Always on my job, all day we mob
All day we mob, all day we mob Always on my job, all day we mob
We're deep in these streets of the sucker free
Where it could get real ugly, but I'm about my money

Like my nigga Mac dre, you don't hear my tummy
I gets my gouda, so call me Young Mula
We're ridin' the Bay Bridge in my sharp shooter cruiser
It's no love for a bitch, we'll bust slugs in your whip

It's Efero and K, and my nigga Young Kip
We're like 20 deep, with lungs full of piff
Yeah I love this shit nigga, I'm from Frisco
We ride around the city with a fully loaded pistol

Put ten stacks on your head so niggas really get you
Do everything official, that's how I live in the sco
My state of a criminal, we sendin' shots at you
So f*ck a subliminal, we sendin' shots at you

So f*ck a subliminal, shit, shoot again
All day we mob, all day we mob
Always on my job, all day we mob
Bitch

All day we mob, all day we mob
Always on my job, all day we mob
Bitch
Dress in all black, yeah my gun the same color

Red dot for the aim, pistol grip, burn rubber
I burn flesh, lose your breath
Put a nigga in a casket, now a nigga fresh to death
A real man hold his grounds on them two feet

And see, I can eat a cow for you suckas who talkin' beef
Sleep, I'm up late night like an owl
And these streets creep, gotta stay on point like Dexter
Watch for police

Seven in the morning on the block, I hustle hard
OG nigga work the pot, he turn it hard
Gotta feed my seed, I do whatever it takes
Whether it's legal or illegal, the money is what I make

Dislike but never hate, lost love but never faked
And I be on that Darby, a nigga can't fight fake
Hell half, no fury, f*ck the judge and the jury
And I'm sick with this shit, forever ill till they cure me

All day we mob, all day we mob
Always on my job, all day we mob
Bitch
All day we mob, all day we mob

Always on my job, all day we mob
Bitch
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