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cores collapsed mobs coursed to sob
Called cops to mosques cold corps in morgues
This life is raw for sure
Dare fuck the hoe with no condom on

Real

Ghetto D

Master P

Mix Tape, Vol. 1

1998

substitutin crack for music 

I mean dope tapes 

This is how we would make it. (There it is right there) 

For all you playas  hustlaz  ballas and even

express for a pie (mmmm)
Colombian necktie, a hundred shots fly
But I rather stay low, be cool, get high (I'm low), Ghost

Nigga, this mob business

a teaspoon
Team of hard, colder than a igloo
Once he was my brother, now he is a sucker
Long kiss, now it's time to kill this motherfucker

I don't care

vision nearly went insane
I know it ain't noone that I can blame
For all of this strife that I feel in my vains
The pain felt like I got hit by they train

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

alot of n****s get life for some hood fame
Still running wit the mob just dodging the chain game
Still got some youngins thats locked in the chain game
AP

Out the Moon (Boom, Boom, Boom)

Snoop Dogg

Gridlock'd

1997

Glock cocked
Shot calling
Brothers fall, then they crawl
And they beg for they life
Should've never tried to rush me
You're dead here, tonight
This

For the Record

Shyne

Godfather Buried Alive [Clean]

2004

times
Hey it's just for the best
Take this mob s*** serious, please respect it

[Hook]
And there go the shots stay rippin 'em apart
'Cause it's

Guess Who's Back

Scarface

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 6 [Clean]

2002

Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part

Guess Who's Back

Craig G

Cornerstone Mixtape, No. 38

2002

Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part

fellow Americans.

This is America's day. This is democracy's day. A day of history and hope, of renewal and resolve. Through a crucible for the ages,

25y/o and still a wanna be
Livin witcha mama
Finna get her house shot up
You was raised in the church
This ain't how you was brought up
I'm the Mob

Dolarz
I was the first young nigga melting niggas
I gave y'all motivation
So if this ass whooping you taking Is your
Way of showing your token

Blasphemy

2Pac

The 7 Day Theory

1996

world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're

High Speed

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

jail?
More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell
Bail out, a thug n**** fresh out the jailhouse
Open your safe count and take all your mail out

Conspiracy Theory

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence
For death, you do it by yo God-damn self

[Scarface]
He gettin clean, so we gave him a job
Had the whole

you're chewing on life's gristle,
Don't grumble, give a whistle!
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
And...

(the music fades into the song)

Yeah

Only thing on my mind is dollar signs (dollar signs)
I keep my fye' by my side, baby, I'm outside (I'm outside)
I stay with the gang,

invested
All I do is check rappers off the checklist
And I don't beef, I eat beef for breakfast
And I don't sleep 'cause
These streets is hectic i don't make

For the Record

Shyne

Godfather Buried Alive

2004

times
Heyy it's juss for the best
Take this mob shit seriouse, please respect it

[Hook]
And there go the shots stay rippin 'em apart
'cause it's a blood

at night
Two years I have to watch you die for real
This isn't real my biggest fear

May 31st 2014
try mushrooms again
Not learning a damn thing
Dad is dying

know my brain is fried
Coming at me weak fool
When you know that's ill advised
I'm stuck up with the Mob
Onlookers here for the ride
Moving mellow cause

They got hit so bad, believe me
They never complained again"

Picture me soundin' like the
World wide mob figure
Whoo-riders this Syke, call me that