Lyrics:
Silk Mob, Silk Mob
Silk Mob, Silk Mob
Silk Mob, (Silk Mob, Silk Mob)
Rolle mit dem Silk Mob (Silk Mob, Silk Mob)
Rauche mit dem Silk Mob (Silk
os dias a contar
Mob? Mob? What do you want?
Mob? Mob? Why do you want?
Mob? Mob? Who do you want?
Move! Move! Just like mob!
Se não é nada especial
Whoa, whoah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Все мои подонки рядом, нас тут целый MOB (gang)
Rockstar junkie life — это то, как мы живём (ha)
Если я влетел куда-то,
the secrets of your telepathy!
(31, 32, 33, 34, 35!)
Seek out the impossible, psychic showdown!
(36, 37, 38, 39, 40!)
Wipe off the sweat from your brow!
Mob
splash!
Mob? Mob? What do you want?
Mob? Mob? Why do you want?
Mob? Mob? Who do you want?
Move! Move! Just like Mob!
Wenn niemand hier besonders ist
Wirst
hungry
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A rain a-fall but the dirt it tough,
A pot a-cook but the food na 'nough
We're going to dance to Jah music, dance
[Ice Cube]
Damn, I'm sweatin like a nigga at a white woman funeral
"Lench Mob.."
"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
Huh, break 'em off somethin
You keep thinking I won't conquer, while I eat at your subconscious
Put the beat on turn to monsters, doors open then we mob in
Doors open then we
Chillen on the pool side
Chillen with the gang and I mob with them all
Pull up in a new ride
Fill it with the gang and I mob with them all
Chillen
Cookin' like Aunt Jemima (Damn)
I'm in this thang, bitch
(Swag, swag) , still hold that MAC 80 (M-m-m)
Still like Bitch Mob (Woo, woo, woo)
Bitch Mob got
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
Mob in the cut got some paper in my hand
Vision in my head spending up a couple grand
Yea they gone hate they just wanna be you
Packing out my lane
[Chorus]
The niggas in my mob can't be touched
You best to mob up to come fuckin' with us, oh no
Niggas in my mob bring the heat
You best to mob up
Mob ties mob ties
Mob ties mob ties mob ties
Multi flip it I need multi
Multi flip it I need multi
Mob ties mob ties
Mob ties yeah we got mob ties
And this the remix, I done got a mil' now (yeah)
I got some heavy hitters, bitch, slime mob, yeah
Tell them spin again, they send shots fired (spin again)
Them Belly Full (But We Hungry)
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
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I'm part of the mob
Part of the mob yeah
Tuck it in deep on my
Boss'n like the mob, boss'n boss'n like the mob
Boss'n boss'n like the mob, boss'n boss'n like the mob
Sittin pretty, is my job
Shiny silky, yeah
Word to the MOB
Mobbin' and Vibin' to we
I cannot M to the B
I cannot answer to G
Nike like Tn to T
Word to the MOB
Mobbin' and Vibin' to we
I cannot
(Fire this bitch up hulk)
They said they want the old me
Don
Oh yeah real mob shit I got mob ties
Yea real mob shit I got mob ties
Woah real mob shit
Oh shit it's Soko
Mob mob
Mob shit
Mob mob
Mob shit
Mob mob
Mob shit
Mob mob
Mob shit
Mob shit
Mob shit
On that mob shit
On that mob shit
Fuck off
Yeah, yeah, wop, wop, swag, swag
Ay, aye, nigga
Bitch mob in this motha fucka you feel me?
Tiny pants, nigga based boys stand up
All the bad bitches
You stay in your feelings about a bitch nigga, what about the Mob nigga?
Ain't nobody give a fuck 'bout all 'em bitches nigga, spit some shit for us
Ehi, yeah
Ehi 3 Mob, Mob, ehi, Mob
Ehi, Mob, Mob, Mob, okay
'Sta giacca non è mia, come Don Pietro
Tuo figlio è in oratorio con il don dietro
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