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1 *(Swoop G)*
I the corner on three Daytonaz wit a bad ass bitch brought up in Gardena Uh she tuggin an rubbin on the Swoop I'm wastin my drink swervin in my rag 6 uh you know I keep it real from head to toe I hit that 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, quarter keys of dank my uncle was a balla from the way so I had the up whole I cooked up now all my niggaz, makin figgaz.
2 *(Yukmouth)*
Mobb shit, the type of shit you out committin a pistol whip them to death and have a kick and the twist 'cause niggaz be shit bitches on Set It Off, dank niggaz be sniffin bank mission boss crack or soft livin boys and girls packin yo shit let it off niggaz who floss out be takin a loss it to be the mutha fuckin Boss Playa to throw away gats in the air for makin yo like that there Boss Playa niggaz the ganga-gangsta type of hoolum atmosphere fo rappin the clothes you wear, I represent welfare no happy-happy, it's boys, runnin from decoys, pimpin mo than Dr. Detroit it down Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin pounds into black ski niggaz be the pumpkin head like 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 goin the Mobb fa sho-ness mo killaz and niggaz to keep the click-ulation flawless all that other bury yo leave yo family mad at the fact the Mobb me under.
4 *(Bart)*
Bash 'em other sucka, struck wit G's for to brace, drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's place the cover in a ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off hot traces, suicide so you really can't this bringin mo than Rapper Bernard lookin, woof tickets, bout how much to kick it that nigga hard oh, a sucka fo them that press they luck there in a game paralyzed one in the ass, punk ass couped up in an send 'em, an make niggaz the Mobb them other ain't no kiddin '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 pitifull they see us comin they clear the block, our unforgetable the world is a ghetto, and life is a I'm surrounded by givin up on where you yo doe an indo guess you in for you to find out shit we in, we all contenders you don't know, you seen a nigga jumpin through yo even trip I confiscate money in the name of the Mobb it's on yo we'll juss pistol whip nigga to a coma jump in the get away and hit the corner yo juss got mopped (the Mobb is gonna) yo bitch got mopped (the Mobb is gonna)
6 *(Ager Man)*
Get ready to get yo gats out fo all you wacked out bitch made batched out jaw jacked out I'm not to patch out niggaz these niggaz don't really 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 hustlin pretendin to be a hittin ass, nigga too late 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 then shittin up in yo mutha drawls these bitches I put 'em on the Mobb we get gone before a nigga his gun nigga runnin from Mobb will throw glock won't pistol go go Mobb when the 4-4 will a get mopped fo restin my 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 wit a bump, an we Mobb throught the Bay
7 *(Swoop G)*
Don't get it we got restrictions niggaz that family beatins family meetins no family some youngstas grew up around dirt an dope, an evil to shovel up caskets, and double shotty I'm knowin these suckas can't catch these flowin murders so ancient, they got federal cases closed and cross the it ain't the thang Swoop G plus two G's will make them niggaz for you to an try to be when Mobbin on them niggaz as we reign it's Money Ova Bitches, the skrilla fuck the fame sight of soldiers shock the world like Rodney's and we ain't discussin we clips, to makin 'em bullets makin them curl an I put that on the nigga we niggaz 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 don't Crip an is a term for broke bitches makin grip we sip we laid out, to dry we be slip-slip through the Town doin when the yak hit my face it's like a hamburger be real what's the uh, uh, fo skrill, up here! Wit these burnin off like lavishly makes it easier for me to dig out these hoes cavities these thang is like a Government M.O.B. not searchin fo we won't ask. (echos out)