Mobsta shit, gangsta
You don't see these murder guys cuts hurt ya eyes Got tha chicks that work thighs Pull the top back on the prowler like tha car circumcised
hoes, leave ya eyes closed Bricks in my truck I ride slow, smoke yo fire dro No repercussions, he was Turn my volume under ten to keep my speakers busting
If them people come rushin', can't say I Won't open the doors, 'bout the they caught up I done exposed of my outer clothes, car in tha I say God, my day was hard
two freaks up for tha mnage trios, parlaying hard Sade was suave when we was Sheets was ruin if beef is I'ma put deep into, money they be pursuing
The nerve of these jealous fo hatin' Master my patience, them custom wood caskets is waitin' Passion for satin, they must have, gave them a bath Had to show them who really holdin' shit down wit tuff ass
We alias, they wishin' they be us, can't three us 'Cause wreck everything within a ten-block radius When ya see me betta With love or some blood
I got With all type of B M Chiefs, and plugged who gotta retire from crime 'Bout to hit that big so we gonna pull it
(One time) I got some good news man, good news We gone come up if we just make this quick (Lay it all on the line)
Hit 'em in the and da dom Left tha after wit tha chrome up wit a milly Soon as everybody know that I'm (One time)
'Cause I made it mama, your son a success Now you got no reason to stress (Lay it all on the line) Gotta keep it gangsta, 'cause I'm a Do it a balla, 'cause I'ma a mobsta
'Cause it only takes a to pop me a snitch up my connection and cop me a brick And he sent a Chezovoceian She was actin' cocky and shit, she like watchin' at the hotel
Wit big dreams to stop being rich And she too sloppy wit dick when she get on she was gonna cop me a six Platinum blue shoes, detail smooth
On some Mickey and Malery me and my crews Type of demo what's tha beno, I her two six plus ten four twelve five for the brick And hundred for the plane and Limo
Plain and simple my guy And told 'em and send more plot on my lick when I smell them Frankensen blow Do my thugdizle I scared of this
Fly ya head like Peaguses, bloody up that Hoe I'ma Aries, terrorist fucked up tha lick When sendin' chicks on tha Put a major glitch in tha but I'm get me them thangs
As I come wit new ways to travel my shorties get on 'em Comin' back wit and packages Wit tha on them Of course we been on
Niggas they two for forty and want 'em I done seen truck wit more keys than accordions on 'em And you think I'm past up that quick dust, let me mask up That ain't a truck, get yo ass stuffed
(One time) I got some good news man, some news We come up if we just make this quick move (Lay it all on the line)
Hit 'em in the and da dom Left tha after party wit tha Come up wit a Soon as everybody know that I'm (One time)
'Cause I made it mama, son he's a success Now you ain't got no reason to (Lay it all on the line) Gotta it gangsta, 'cause I'm a hustla Do it a balla, 'cause I'ma a mobsta
I spit words be gangsta shit, make hustla tip and ballers rich Hatters sick mobsta hitz, I'm tha You can't see me visit the Cars I flip unorthodox like Dr.
Prada lic but nigga got whooped, should of seen shit was My old he got reason to gun me I know he took tha money, if I probably wrong down tha volume
Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on fuckin' Two to tha caveza, pincha That on your pinky was too cold Got pinch for two O's, and a brick my staff is sick
Had him confess a Catholic Always thought was funny now you don't laugh at shit Stupid bastard fuck wit Twista, Turtle Banxxs, and Stokes
Coming up dro slangin' dope I tried to But when I see a lic to the world mine On tha love, I think I got to I
(One time) I got some news man, some good news We gone come up if we just this quick move (Lay it all on the line)
Hit 'em in the and da dom Left tha after wit tha chrome up wit a milly Soon as everybody that I'm gone (One time)
'Cause I it mama, your son he's a success Now you ain't got no to stress (Lay it all on the line) Gotta keep it gangsta, I'm a hustla Do it a balla, 'cause I'ma a mobsta
shit, gangsta shit