Uh uh uh. Still ain't yet. Uh uh uh. Niggaz ain't ready yet. Uh uh uh.
1 *(Swoop G)*
I hits the corner on Daytonaz wit a bad ass bitch brought up in Gardena Uh she started an rubbin on the Swoop I'm wastin my drink swervin in my rag 6 uh you didn't know I it real from head to toe I hit savings and loans when I was just a baby loc to Mexico, traded it for the pecos came back to California now it's time to I was 16 mane, sellin quarter keys of my uncle was a from around the way so I had the up keys I cooked up now all my niggaz, major figgaz.
2 *(Yukmouth)*
Mobb shit, the type of you out committin a lick pistol whip them nigga to death and a kick and the twist 'cause be havin shit like on Set It Off, dank niggaz be sniffin dark mission accomplished boss hard or soft livin boys and girls yo shit let it off who floss out here be takin a loss it to be the mutha fuckin Boss Playa to throw away gats in the air for makin yo scratch like that there Playa beware the ganga-gangsta type of Luni atmosphere fo about the clothes you wear, I represent welfare no happy-happy, it's boys, from decoys, pimpin mo bitches than Dr. Detroit it down Mr. Smoke-A-Lot pounds into ashes black ski niggaz be gettin the pumpkin like Cashus Clay the Yay Area smoke malacious all day eh, eh blaze.
3 *(Keek The Sneek)*
Back in the days, when I was niggaz got wit A's and K's I prayed to my Lord that won't take me over, we soldiers to ya like Motorola's and hit the I told ya the 4-4 flow will fuck yo and leave you frozen you was chosen, that's how goin the Mobb fa sho-ness mo killaz and shady to keep the click-ulation flawless fuck all other yo brother leave yo family mad at the fact the took me under.
4 *(Bart)*
Bash 'em sucka, likely struck wit G's for to brace, cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by place the in a maced ATF lookin for this arsonist, off conscience hot traces, suicide so you really can't this bringin mo heat than Rapper lookin, micro woof tickets, bout how much to kick it nigga hard oh, from a fo niggaz that press they luck there in a game paralyzed one in the ass, punk ass up in an send 'em, an jive make niggaz the Mobb them other niggaz ain't no 'em an it best be a off Mista, Mista hit ya, get ya, ya how we shit ya.
5 *(Cydal)*
Parafanalia to some Mobb unpredicable niggaz get dropped, we call the shots, smashed on sumpthin they see us they clear the block, our faces unforgetable the world is a ghetto, and is a plot I'm by nimphos givin up on where you hide yo doe an guess you in for you to find out shit we in, we all contenders you don't know, you seen a nigga jumpin yo window don't even I confiscate this in the name of the Mobb on yo bitch we'll pistol whip this nigga to a coma in the get away ride and hit the corner yo bitch juss got mopped (the is gonna) yo bitch juss got mopped (the is gonna)
6 *(Ager Man)*
Get ready to get yo gats out fo all you wacked out bitch batched out niggaz jaw jacked out I'm not gonna to out niggaz these niggaz really give a funk about yo snitch ass never in yo life met a gat that blast on the streets at a ass ass nigga no gettin-er pretendin to be a gangsta switch hittin ass, nigga too he his boy to get dumped in wit a 4 chrome that nigga ain't on nothin must be runnin, and duckin and dodgin in shittin up in yo mutha fuckin drawls these bitches I put 'em on the Mobb we get gone before a cool his gun real nigga from Mobb will throw glock won't go drop never go when the 4-4 a nigga get mopped fo restin my tell 'em to get yo grill out you wit niggaz 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 wit a bump, an we Mobb throught the Bay
7 *(Swoop G)*
Don't get it we got restrictions niggaz witnessed family beatins family meetins no grievins juss youngstas grew up dirt an dope, an jelous evil to shovel up caskets, and double shotty I'm these suckas can't catch these bodies flowin murders so ancient, they faces got federal cases and cross the game it ain't the Swoop G plus two G's will them niggaz for you to hang an try to be cool when Mobbin on them as we reign it's Money Ova Bitches, broke the fuck the fame sight of shock the world like Rodney's girl and we ain't discussin we clips, to 'em hurl bullets makin them curl an I put that on the Mobb we Mobb includin we go how we do it.
8 *(Numskull)*
When you see Num, you see how if you need job even if you be Slobb you need not worry 'cause we Slobb mean Blood an don't mean Crip an Oakland is a for broke bitches makin grip we sip we out, to drip-drip dry we be slip-slip the Town doin high-bys when the yak hit my face like a hamburger kill we'll be the deal uh, uh, fo skrill, up here! Wit these tires off like lavishly makes it easier for me to dig out these hoes like these thang is like a Government M.O.B. not searchin fo we won't ask. (echos out)