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Beamer bring the keys out
Bring the skis out hoes out
I got cotton mouth i'm depressed now
Gothed out shit is godfather
When I mob out sawed off

Bimmer, bring the keys out
Bring the skis out
Hoes out, I got cotton mouth
I'm depressed now
Gothed out, shit is Godfather when I mob out
Sawed-off

of a CRAZY feud
I just grow my herbs and smoke my pipe
I have a tiny house bro tHIS IS MY LIFE
I just do what I can to get by
Then the mobs and griefers screw

the claws
I'll use your bones to floss my jaws!
Damn, that's cold, I got 'em like burr!
By the way, don't touch the fur

I hear them outside my door!
(Here we

like
Ringtones
I'm stepping out fresh
I'm stepping out clean
My n**** young Mob
The boy DPC
When I'm up in the D
We gon' stunt like a dog
My n***** drop

and backtracked
You love to back chat
Big backed get away with
It when I grab that
Infact

Mob Set Mob Set step in the dance
It's not a contest upon dem skippy nuh

the gang, with the mob and them
New money and old money get to swapping
And now he's got a big stack of some hundreds
She said it's hot girl summer n she's

(S.O.G & Oak Mob coming through like)

(Hold up nah, wait, wait)

Uh tired of the games, and it never change
Been feeling way too insane
Where they

up, open your eyes(open your eyes)
Iced out chain, its time to fight(it's time to fight)
I'm with my homies, we talking mob ties(talking mob ties)

Money over bitches and I put that on my life
M.O.B.4.L man I really earned my stripes
I was only 13 watching niggas smoking pipes
It's crazy how

that boy got that bling on
You better hit the phone them bricks sellin' like ringtones
I'm steppin' out fresh, steppin' out clean
My nigga Young Mob

ain't been backstabbed then we can't relate (can't relate to me)
Yeah, I got mob ties that I'm not gon' say (yeah, I'm not gon' say)
I done been

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh
They know 
It's mob business, nigga
Uh, look 

We was hard-headed, underrated, cold-hearted
Now they hate us for

Star Tech Motorola
(What up)
Bally silks (Ugh) , Kangol tilts (Kill it)
Stand straight when the boss talkin
Hush your lips mob-affiliated contract hit's

Laughin' at ya (ha)
Funk used to be a bad word

(sung by the group
Interspersed with stuff from
George and others)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
Finger

up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts

Kid Gloves

Rory Gallagher

Fresh Evidence

1988

of Stockton 
I''m weighing in at two -o -one 
But there's a man in the front row 
Sent down by the mob with a gun. 

For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm

by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap 
And then I flush it

Sprinkle Me

E-40

The Best of E-40: Video Collection

2007

by the name of 2Pacalypse (uh)
The 707, my roost go hella far back to Floyd Terrace (yeah)
I pull a forty out of my ballcap 
And then I flush it

slide by
In a drop wit yo Bae on the Southside
Pat em down check his mans
We got MOB ties
Frito-lay countin' cake sipping Mai Tais
I'm on tour in yo city

back every mob I see
Trapped in trapped in trapped in trapped in Minecraft
All by myself no one to rescue me

Mining hard every day
For the stuff

Always been dem vs me
Either dat or M.O.B.
So I live by M.O.E.
She a supa freak
Fuck her everyday of da week
Left hand on her right bootie cheek
From da

i'm tweaked as fuck I'm smoking on X5
You ain't tote no strap, you got no mob ties
I stay high as fuck yeah, I got red eyes
Posted by myself, yeah, fuck

cried and sobbed
Been robbed by a mob
But I rise to the top
Like a true underdog
Yea, I'm the one, a true underdog
Was whipped and flogged
And beat with