Uh uh uh. Still ready yet. Uh uh uh. Niggaz still ain't yet. Uh uh uh.
1 *(Swoop G)*
I the corner on three Daytonaz wit a bad ass bitch up in Gardena California Uh she started tuggin an on the Swoop I'm wastin my swervin in my rag 6 duce uh you know I keep it real from head to toe I hit that savings and loans when I was just a loc to Mexico, traded it for the pecos came back to now it's time to roll I was 16 mane, sellin quarter keys of my was a balla from around the way so I had the up whole keys I up now all my niggaz, major figgaz.
2 *(Yukmouth)*
Mobb shit, the type of shit you out a lick pistol whip them nigga to and have a kick and the twist 'cause be havin shit bitches on Set It Off, dank niggaz be sniffin bank mission boss crack hard or livin boys and girls packin yo shit let it off niggaz who out here be takin a loss it cost to be the mutha fuckin Playa to throw away gats in the air for makin yo scratch that there Boss Playa beware the ganga-gangsta type of Luni hoolum fo rappin the clothes you wear, I represent welfare no happy-happy, it's boys, runnin from decoys, pimpin mo bitches Dr. Detroit it down Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin into ashes ski maskes niggaz be gettin the pumpkin head Cashus Clay the Yay smoke greenery malacious all day eh, eh blaze.
3 *(Keek The Sneek)*
Back in the days, I was raised niggaz got wit A's and K's I prayed to my Lord that head won't me over, we to fold ya like Motorola's and hit the I told ya the 4-4 flow will fuck yo face and leave you you was chosen, that's how it's the Mobb fa sho-ness mo and shady niggaz to keep the click-ulation flawless fuck all other bury yo leave yo family mad at the the Mobb took me under.
4 *(Bart)*
Bash 'em sucka, likely struck wit G's for to brace, cough laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's the cover in a maced ATF for this arsonist, lettin off conscience hot traces, suicide so you can't fuck this bringin mo heat Rapper Bernard lookin, micro woof tickets, bout how much to it that nigga hard oh, a sucka fo them niggaz that press luck there in a fucka paralyzed caught one in the ass, ass couped up in an send 'em, an make remember the Mobb them other niggaz ain't no 'em an it be a bounce off Mista, Mista hit ya, get ya, ya that's how we ya.
5 *(Cydal)*
Parafanalia to some members unpredicable niggaz get dropped, we call the shots, on sumpthin pitifull they see us comin clear the block, our faces unforgetable the is a ghetto, and life is a plot I'm by nimphos up info on where you hide yo doe an guess you in for you bout to out that we in, we all contenders you don't know, you seen a nigga jumpin through yo even trip I confiscate this money in the of the Mobb it's on yo we'll juss pistol whip nigga to a coma in the get away ride and hit the corner yo juss got mopped (the Mobb is gonna) yo juss got mopped (the Mobb is gonna)
6 *(Ager Man)*
Get to get yo gats out niggaz fo all you wacked out bitch made batched out jaw out niggaz I'm not to patch out niggaz these niggaz don't really give a funk about yo ass in yo life met a gat that blast on the streets at a lame ass bitch ass no cash pretendin to be a gangsta switch hittin ass, too late he wanted his boy to get dumped in wit a 4 that nigga ain't on nothin must be runnin, and duckin and in buckets then shittin up in yo mutha fuckin these bitches I put 'em on the Mobb we gotta get a nigga cool his gun real nigga runnin from will away glock won't go drop go Mobb when the 4-4 will a get mopped fo my knot tell 'em to get yo knocked out you fuckin wit that'll have ya noddin like ya hopped out 3 for the O-A-Kiz-a we all day Ager, an the B.A. put him in the trunk wit a bump, an we throught the Bay
7 *(Swoop G)*
Don't get it twisted we got niggaz that witnessed beatins family meetins no family juss youngstas grew up around an dope, an jelous evil to up caskets, and double barrell blasted I'm knowin these suckas can't these bodies flowin so ancient, they faces got federal cases closed and cross the game it ain't the Swoop G plus two G's will make them for you to hang an try to be cool when Mobbin on them niggaz as we it's Money Ova Bitches, broke the fuck the fame sight of soldiers shock the world Rodney's girl and we discussin shit we clips, to 'em hurl makin them bustas curl an I put on the Mobb nigga we Mobb everywhere we go how we do it.
8 *(Numskull)*
When you see Num, you see how happly if you job if you be Slobb you need not worry 'cause we Mobb Slobb mean Blood an 'causez don't mean an Oakland is a term for broke bitches grip we sip we out, to drip-drip dry we be slip-slip through the Town doin when the yak hit my it's like a hamburger kill be real what's the uh, uh, fo skrill, up here! Wit tires burnin off like lavishly makes it easier for me to dig out these hoes cavities havin these thang is a task M.O.B. not searchin fo we won't ask. (echos out)