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1 *(Swoop G)*
I hits the corner on three wit a bad ass bitch brought up in Gardena Uh she started tuggin an rubbin on the I'm wastin my drink swervin in my rag 6 uh you didn't know I keep it real from to toe I hit savings and loans when I was just a baby loc went to Mexico, traded it for the came back to California now it's time to I was 16 mane, sellin quarter keys of my uncle was a balla around the way so I had the up whole I cooked up now all my niggaz, major figgaz.
2 *(Yukmouth)*
Mobb shit, the type of shit you out a lick whip them nigga to death and have a kick and the twist 'cause be havin shit like bitches on Set It Off, be sniffin dark bank mission accomplished boss hard or soft livin and girls packin yo shit let it off niggaz who floss out here be a loss it cost to be the mutha fuckin Playa talks to throw away in the air for makin yo scratch that there Boss Playa niggaz the ganga-gangsta type of hoolum atmosphere fo rappin about the you wear, I represent welfare no happy-happy, it's boys, runnin from decoys, mo bitches than Dr. Detroit it down Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin into ashes black ski be gettin the pumpkin head like Cashus Clay the Yay Area smoke greenery all day eh, eh blaze.
3 *(Keek The Sneek)*
Back in the days, when I was got sprayed wit A's and K's I prayed to my Lord that head take me over, we soldiers to ya like Motorola's and hit the I told ya the 4-4 flow will yo face and leave you frozen you was chosen, that's how it's the Mobb fa sho-ness mo killaz and shady niggaz to the click-ulation flawless fuck all other bury yo leave yo family mad at the fact the Mobb me under.
4 *(Bart)*
Bash 'em sucka, likely struck wit G's for to brace, cough drops laced and you'll be laid out by zae's place the cover in a ATF lookin for this arsonist, off conscience hot traces, so you really can't fuck this mo heat than Rapper Bernard lookin, micro woof tickets, how much to kick it that nigga hard oh, from a fo them niggaz that they luck there in a game caught one in the ass, punk ass couped up in an send 'em, an niggaz remember the Mobb them other ain't no kiddin 'em an it best be a off Mista, Mista hit ya, get ya, ya that's how we ya.
5 *(Cydal)*
Parafanalia to Mobb members unpredicable niggaz get dropped, we call the shots, on sumpthin pitifull they see us they clear the block, our faces unforgetable the world is a ghetto, and life is a I'm by nimphos up info on where you yo doe an indo what you in for you bout to out shit we in, we all contenders you don't know, you seen a jumpin through yo window don't trip I confiscate money in the name of the Mobb on yo bitch we'll juss pistol whip this to a coma jump in the get 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 ready to get yo out niggaz fo all you wacked out bitch made out niggaz jaw out niggaz I'm not to patch out niggaz these niggaz don't 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, too late he wanted his boy to get dumped in wit a 4 that nigga ain't dumpin on must be runnin, and duckin and in buckets then shittin up in yo mutha drawls these I put 'em on the Mobb we gotta get gone a nigga cool his gun real nigga from Mobb will throw away pistol go drop never go when the 4-4 will a get mopped fo my knot tell 'em to get yo grill out you fuckin wit niggaz that'll have ya noddin 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 we got restrictions niggaz witnessed family beatins from meetins no grievins juss some up around dirt an dope, an jelous evil to shovel up caskets, and double blasted 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 make them niggaz 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 like girl and we discussin shit we clips, to 'em hurl bullets them bustas curl an I put that on the Mobb we Mobb everywhere 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 'causez mean Crip an Oakland is a term for broke bitches makin we sip we laid out, to dry we be slip-slip the Town doin high-bys when the yak hit my face it's a hamburger kill we'll be what's the uh, uh, fo skrill, up here! Wit these tires burnin off like makes it easier for me to dig out hoes like cavities havin these thang is a Government M.O.B. not fo aliens we won't ask. (echos out)