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Buck Tha Devil

Da Lench Mob

Guerillas in tha Mist

1992

"Lench Mob.."
	"Civilize a 85er" -> Grand Puba
Come again, huh
	"Lench Mob.."
	"Now we come to the pay-off"
	"Lench Mob.."
And here we go with verse one,

get, yeah
Me and my brothers, we be mob-tied
I been the same since a young nigga, that way 'til I die
That nigga talk, but in my city, heard the soft

can tell by ya eyes
You're counterfeit
We in tha land of tha have and the have nots
Blood drops and secret spots
The Mexican pipe line
Pine trees

to kill the mobs by this server
At least they all know all they hear comes from a world

Oh, I know how to fly up off the ground
And ever since the new

Mob Niggas Don't Die

Twista

Twista Presents New Testament 2K: Street Scriptures

2001

Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down

Southside, that's just how it is
And we just chilling in the crib
The homie slangin’ in the 'jects
They got mob ties, killers in the trench (Brrr,

Murder Made Easy

Outlawz

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

the ones that Pac left (uh-huh)
We bang thug life, outlaw
Cause that's our job (yeah, yeah)
We backed by the Mob
And we hittin these niggaz hard
So what?

We gone spin that block when
It’s time to spin
Real get money mob
You niggas counterfeit
We gone spin the block
When its time to spin
Real get money

to kill the mobs by this server
At least they all know all they hear comes from a world

Oh, I know how to fly up off the ground
And ever since the new

a lullaby

Aye

Fly out to the coast we’ll be there by tonight

My life hall of fame because my future bright

Yea

Higher than a plane I’m with

Thumb across the neck i dont have to lay a finger
All hand picked so nobody points a finger
Live by the code omertà still lingers married to the Mob

put this on the ten, I'ma end
His life, no beginnin', fuck a friend
Bitch I'm with the mob, you can't get in
We've committed sin, free my niggas in

I'm chillin' at the crib cooling, booling 
Girl by my side she is such a cutie 
On top the dresser where I keep the toolie 
Other one on the floor

Reality Rap

Kaos

Special Edition

2002

nigga from head to his mouth
He violated in the streets
Fronted like he wanted beef
Now it's a wrap, duke rather hang it up
We the mob we ain't no

Then I'd listen
But when it's people who don't
Want me to do well
Then of course I don't listen to them
It's one of the tools we all
Have to hone in our

the squad)
Low key, yeah we move just like the mob (like the mob)
We gon' get this bread for the squad (for the squad)
Run it up, yeah we always on the job (we

High Speed

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

We all destined to be swallowed
By the same thing we lust for
Threw away our morals in bags of dust, more
N****z is dying tomorrow
We, bet on all

freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry

Drifting high
In Time
Floating by
In the sky
We rise
This time

Turn off the tv
I can't take it no more
I already I've seen this before
Time and time again

I took my day ones straight out of the gutter
Ride by myself I don't need me a brother
Right where I am from we don't front bout our paper
I ride

Yeah
I been grinding till my feet hurt
Pack in pack out me and Dee we call that rework
I was gone but I'm back now
I won't speak about the past
What

Right by his side
We don't do no fighting
If I'm in pain
Lock It inside
Let it go when you dying
I'm with the gang
I'm with the mob
You know that we

When it rains you gone drown when we pour
When it rains you gone drown when we pour out
Come with ya gang
Come with ya mob
I'll be just fine by myself

They don't mob like we mob
Eastside
They don't talk like we talk 
Yeehaww
They don't walk like we walk 
Gitty up
They don't boss like we boss Boss up