Lyrics:
She know I'm dangerous
She see the dreads in my head, she know I'm Jamaican
She don't got patience
She wanna fuck with the mob tryna be sanctioned
steady mobbin'
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')
Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
nothin' stops my chips
I boss play you with this, then twist you lame tricks
Holler if you understand my plan, ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady
one, gun by my side as I mob through the beach
On a mission and I'm fishin' for my DJ Warren G
Now I as I look for the bud sack
And see where my loves
steady mobbin'
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')
Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
didn't tell me and I don't know
When he spoke, my soul caught on fire
And I'll remember that day 'til the day that I die
He stopped by
Blessed my soul
ends, money and power'll win
And when the enemies see me, I'ma dip in the cut
Pull out my Uzi and tear his muthafuckin ass up
Mob shit, dumpin and jump in
Ice-T had the power (Ooh, wee)
Hearin' gunshot lickin' by the hour
When Too $hort ???fought in every super sport???
And told us all how to ride for
from projects
knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think ya tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and ya mob while ya
on trial for just being born.
He's the neighborhood bully.
Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized,
Old women condemned him, said he should
subliminals
See, all my life I was raised
By a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching
My pistols and my genitals
Picture this: picking kicks out
Of Foot
subliminals
See, all my life I was raised
By a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching
My pistols and my genitals
Picture this: picking kicks out
Of Foot
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my
the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain't no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
Fee fi fo fum, I see the beast close by
But an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye, for an eye
Soon we'll all be blind, over time, over time, over
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
it was misery driven by my own demons
'Cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light
Of the stray moon
these days, they ain't goin' by the books
Proceed with caution, if you're not
You're lost in these fucked up times they
Have no remorse in
Get twisted,
But what more can I say
I've never been defeated
By a half steppin' mutha fucka
Clutchin' on the microphone
Sucker I'll break ya bones
Better leave 2Pac
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
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