Lyrics:
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
the privilege of being a male
I’m realizing my views been subjective by gender roles
Now my home girl is talking to someone that make her happy
I told sis live
mosh pit, Mob world jump in, turn up, let's go
This that high life, vibing paradise, just want some more
Jump, hop in the motherfucking pit, off
start slangin' bean pies
Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month
With "U Can't Touch This" on the front
I'm 'bout to get rich
Cause life ain't nuttin but
start slangin' bean pies
Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month
With "U Can't Touch This" on the front
I'm 'bout to get rich
Cause life ain't nuttin but
life
This is thug therapy for the soul
Yeah, I know when the love real
I can feel it feel my nigga's spirit
Shit got me in my feelings
Pull up
And now I gotta deal with these demons said you had mob ties
I heard it all before, let me see it. I'd Be thankful for A M3, I could've had a Prius
Got
Speed, Gipp got that too.
Watch that dude, inspect that fool. Still Standing.
[Chorus]
Unscathed, 'cause this is pain.
This for soldiers to feel.
are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
In these days life is short, shots'a try to end you
And this
(c'mon)
How much is your life worth to someone important? (Uh)
'Cause I be extortin'
Kidnappin' for ransom is some shit that you don't want to get caught
[Intro]
This goes out to all riders worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hatin killers and the hood
the Feds
Eating good drinking Champagne
And breaking bread
This is for my dog's in Watts and shit
2Pac got your back, who can stop the hit?
And even with
routine
You dumb ask who king
Feel like doing mob shit
Straight outta street
Real talk yahi routine
You dumb ask who king
Feel like doing mob shit
This song
(worldly)
This life is full of the type of nigga that'll pull out a gun or a knife
Do it and run off in the night
We specialize in the truest to ever ride
You
(no)
This rich nigga dick
A ho get lucky if she taste it (uh, for real, let's go)
Pretty skin, pretty feet, and she kinda thick (go)
Like to talk her
a case
Trying ride the wave in a deep sea
'Cause I like to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Ducking DT's in the Z3 or the GT this is PG
Trying
is the assassin, with a fresh cut cake
No shakes, bet these mob niggas can't wait
For sausa teach the hits from the south to the yay
Lay em down,
at the crossroads, look, but I'm not really sure which way to go
Should I play the low for what I did the other day
They on their way, the flow got me striking this
at the crossroads, look, but I'm not really sure which way to go
Should I play the low for what I did the other day
They on their way, the flow got me striking this
don't be pullin dem triggas
The Southernplayalistic pimp is up in this bitch
Man, my folkers up on that track, complimentin that wickedness
See one is
fucking rich Roddy Ricch gon' be the one that be robbing me
But I'm still mobbing just like it's my hobby G
I say welcome to the mob life
This is my life
(c'mon)
How much is your life worth to someone important? (Uh)
'Cause I be extortin'
Kidnappin' for ransom is some shit that you don't want to get caught
y'all niggas, then we showed y'all niggas, huh?
We gon' take it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We
sit here and wonder if my shit is lame
Should I even go on with this fucking thing?
I could be the sole reason why I go insane
Or I could be the reason
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