Lyrics:
Uh uh uh uh..uh uh uh uh uh huh
That's right
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Who want to mob wit' me (I do derrty)
You want to mob wit' me (Yes I do
as a thug
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Fuckin' mob figga, west coast
Lettin' niggas have it
I've been labeled as a thug
Lettin' niggas
bitch gimme that neck, take her on an island
A-A-AP with the baguettes, my wrist waterslidin'
Run up that check with the mob, you know that we wylin'
is mine
Lynch mob
Your day has arrived
Lynch mob
Justice is now
Lynch mob
Judgement is served
Street cleaner is my name
My justice will be my
Human beings in a mob
What's a mob to a king?
What's a king to a god?
What's a god to a non-believer
Who don't believe in anything?
Will he make it
doin'?
Mob-mobbin' like a motherfucker
'Tis the season to be servin', what you doin'?
Mob-mobbin' like a motherfucker
'Tis the season to be servin',
They're burying someone at Forest Lawn
There's a big mob on the hill
They're burying someone at Forest Lawn
Novenas unnaturally still
They're
Steig aus dem Müll ey, ah, ey, ah
Ich steige aus dem Trash, mit dem Mob
Wir sind lost, ja
Godmode, Loch klafft im Kopf
Daraus krabbelt eine Cockroach
думаешь подкрасться?
Я сзади, эй, эй,
Я сзади, эй.
Твоя блядь решила драться? швы на теле, эй,
Пила в деле, эй,
Пила в деле, эй.
Mob, mob,
Mob, mob
Yeah
Oouu think we got another one right here
Yeah
Tell'em that we on and we got this
Mob shit, keep a couple bandz in my pockets yuh
Niggas want
Birkin Bitch
I keep a pistol in my Birkin bitch
Shoot em up bang bang
Bad bitch mob thats the gang gang
I keep a Pistol in my Birkin bitch
Shoot em
Love dough
Love smoke
Don’t love hoes
Love zones
Love home
Love to go
Love the game
Love the streets
Don’t love no lames
Glide mob
Riot squad I love
Contant cry mob
yellow and lights out
make a bitch shake
life is a mistake
Contant cry mob
yellow and lights out
make a bitch shake
life is
Eu faço KO na sua mob I put you down
to derramando todo esse drip por downtown
eu fico sauce quando a gang ta arround
bust down bust down, baby
It's The Mob!
It's The Mob!
Mob forever, mob forever
Shah, shah!
She wanna touch me
Baby you cannot touch this
Sorry you cannot rush this
Stop all
Armor, armor, cover me
I'll be right there
But you'll have to give me diamonds and help me fight the mobs
If you need anyone, I'll stop my search
But
Aye, Fuck a warm-up nigga
I’mma go straight in (忍者 give me the pen)
Trapping in the mob
The mob
The mob
忍者s on my side
My side
My side
Same 忍者s gonna
I only hang wit The Realest niggaz
We got money like doctors and some pillies wit us
When the vibe hit right you gon feel it feel it
I'm wit some mob
dangerous
(Bitch, we dangerous)
They know we got mob ties
They don't fuck with us
(They don't fuck with us)
Tell them niggas, "Bye, bye"
You ain't came with
I got mob ties
Stay on the low cause we finna get you in check
I got mob ties
Keep it a hunnid before you get hit with the clip
I got mob ties
I tell my right hand to run it up
Broke niggas getting left behind
They some runner ups
They ain't punching with the Mob
They ain't tough enough
All
the love
Is you rare enough
Oh you scary huh
How you say you from the hood you ain't there enough
In Rare City
Rare mob rare mob rare mob
Who there with me
(Imma come like this doe)
(Come like this)
(Look)
(Gang gang gang gang)
(I see it I need it)
(Gang gang mob mob mob gang mob mob)
(700 da squad)
If I run the mob
Like a mafioso
We gone run the shit up
Kicking in the front door
We got family ties
Whipping up what we know
Real desensitized
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