Mobsta shit, shit
You don't wanna see these guys Princess cuts ya eyes Got tha chicks work them thighs Pull the top back on the prowler like tha car ain't
Burglarize hoes, leave ya eyes Bricks in my truck while I slow, smoke yo fire dro No repercussions, he was Turn my volume under ten to keep my from busting
If them people come rushin', can't say I Won't open the doors, 'bout the time they 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 if beef is brewing I'ma put slugs into, money they be pursuing
The nerve of jealous bastards fo hatin' Master my patience, them custom wood grain caskets is Passion for satin, they must have, gave them a blood Had to show them who really holdin' down wit they tuff ass
We alias, they wishin' they be us, can't three us 'Cause we'll 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 Deeply who gotta retire from crime 'Bout to hit that big so we gonna pull it
(One time) I got some news man, some good news We gone come up if we just make this move (Lay it all on the line)
Hit 'em in the and da dom Left tha after wit tha chrome Come up wit a Soon as everybody that I'm gone (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 it gangsta, 'cause I'm a hustla Do it like a balla, 'cause I'ma a
'Cause it takes a second to pop me a snitch up my connection and cop me a brick And he sent a chick She was actin' cocky and shit, she like watchin' at the hotel
Wit big dreams to stop being rich And she wasn't too wit dick Said when she get on she was cop me a six Platinum Spreewell 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 That's twelve five for the And five hundred for the plane and
Plain and called my guy And told 'em thanks and more Meditating plot on my lick when I smell Frankensen blow Do my thugdizle I ain't of this
Fly ya head Peaguses, bloody up that necklace Hoe I'ma Aries, terrorist fucked up tha lick sendin' chicks on tha plane Put a major glitch in tha game but I'm get me them
As I come wit new ways to travel watch my get on 'em Comin' wit pound and packages Wit tha Scorpions on Of course we been on
Niggas know they two for and want 'em I seen truck load wit more keys than accordions on 'em And you I'm past up that quick fast dust, let me mask up That ain't a fast truck, get yo ass
(One time) I got some good news man, 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 made it mama, your son he's a Now you got no reason to stress (Lay it all on the line) Gotta keep it gangsta, I'm a hustla Do it like a balla, 'cause I'ma a
I spit words be gangsta shit, make hustla tip and ballers rich Hatters sick mobsta hitz, I'm tha You can't see me the optometrist I flip unorthodox like Dr. Bonovich
Prada lic but got whooped, should of seen shit was funny My old he got reason to gun me I he took tha money, even if I probably wrong down tha volume
Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on fuckin' Two to tha caveza, puto That on your pinky was too cold Got pinch for two O's, and a half brick my staff is
Had him confess like a Always thought things was now you don't laugh at shit Stupid bastard Never wit Twista, Turtle Banxxs, and Stokes
Coming up dro slangin' dope I tried to But when I see a lic to make the mine On tha love, I I got to pull 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 party wit tha chrome Come up wit a Soon as everybody know I'm gone (One time)
I made it mama, your son he's a success Now you ain't got no to stress (Lay it all on the line) Gotta it gangsta, 'cause I'm a hustla Do it like a balla, 'cause a mobsta
Mobsta shit, shit