Lyrics:
Lynch Mob Bob Catch 22
The bats are in the belfry
The Devils took the wheel
The book of revelation
Is starting to come real
The world is full
It's coming right
The mob controls the city
This kind of rights
The justice came so lazy
You're turning black
Ends up the Mississippi
Cause this
Uh
Uh
Uh uh uh
700 Da mob
Mob
Uh
700 Da Squad
Gang
Mob mob
Uh uh uh
I'm on the block and I'm chasing a big bag
He try to run get his shit splat
He
Walk in that bitch with a nine
Walk in that bitch with a cutter
Pulling up feel like the mob
Pulling up yeah with my brothers
Pulling up I'm with
Big bank take lil bank
Down with the mob everybody got rank
Mob got the spot light
fizzing out the can I need a deal with a sprite
Down with the mob
position
I'm off the meter, I'm Derek Jeter
I got jungle fever, that's forella
Bitch Mob killa
(Damn) , Bitch Mob hitta (Ya feel me?)
Ski mask bitch, pink
of a fuckin gorilla
I'm really tryna fuckin mess up this beat (beat)
Cause the YadZ Mob don't know defeat
You saying shit like "ill watch you die"
Well you got
fine
Lie to them both and say that I'm alright
She think I'm inside, but I'm outside
GENNGE KHULU, steady mobbing all the time
M-O-B be super slimy,
a problem
Nigga drop your nuts , come see us, you can solve em
With the mafia, mob, lil' mob, mobbin
I'm off the X, I can feel my heart throb
These Japanese
the wickedness of
My abhorrent face!
(He hears the offstage voices
Of the pursuing MOB)
Track down this murderer! He must be found!
PHANTOM (Moving off again)
rhyme holding their dicks
With a nine on their side from hip to hip
You know the mob niggas is sick and stay bent
Twist it get right, me and my guns is
surprised when we be walking and blocking the street, the drums is knocking
Savage M-O-B
That's my family
I think I finally see
Who I was meant to be
Lench Mob gjør det big dawg
Tjuefire syv de gjør det natt og dag
Har en slem chick og et slemt squad
Fuck med dem du får et slemt slag
Det her er
B, B, Black Mob City, Black Mob City
Black Mob City, Black Black Mob, Black Mob
Long days, dark nights
Earning stripes, Through heat waves
Counting bands till my hands hurt
Counting bands till my hands hurt
MOB, put your grands first
MOB, put your grands first
Counting bands till my
Mafia
Ya know, ha, ya know
Nigga
It be hella bodies downstairs at Ty's house (Mob)
The whole mob, talkin' shit, shootin' dice with they straps out
Them belly full but we hungry
A hungry mob is an angry mob
A rain a fall but the dirt it tough
A pot a cook but the food no 'nough
You're gonna
finessing, boy
The young nigga got mob ties
Talkin like a wise guy
But if you to it with my guys
I guarantee there's gon' be gun fire
The young nigga got mob
I'm the people the mob the crowd the mass
I'm the people the mob the crowd the mass
I'm the people the mob the crowd the mass
I'm the people the mob
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
concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons, overpopulated
This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
We
Them belly full but we hungry
A hungry mob is an angry mob
A rain a-fall but the dirt it tough
A pot a-cook but the food no â??nough
You're
Eyes gon jiggle like the Mob
Eyes gon jiggle like the Mob
Eyes gon jiggle like the Mob
Eyes gon jiggle like the what
Eyes gon jiggle like the mob
Yuh
TL 12 Mola Lacrado de Cartier
Tô junto com a minha mob cozinhando essa aqui
TL 12 Mola Lacrado de Cartier
Tô junto com a minha mob cozinhando essa
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