I'm tryin' to hear some of Mobb Make it sound like a gorilla to get up out the trunk (Yeah, well let's get this then) duper super duper, trunk rattlin' (That's I'm talkin 'bout)
Old school, in the (Some for the trunk) Street, Hillside type (This is what we do, all day this)
now (Get this den) It's a on (Now)
What you What you say? What dey know? What dey know about this? So dey know? What dey know about this? So dey know? Now, strictly mobb, strictly
I be rich and I rap But, a hundred dollars worth of food for 45 dollars Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to on that I on stuff, a cup
I to drink out the bottle Mix Gordon's Gin Donald Duck ? Secure my novel When, I was fifteen old Straight dope game, I was
I had them hoes clothes for me, boostin' and sellin' they body That's how it's to be by nature 'cause I'm naughty, naughty La-Di-Da-Di, we to pull triggers We do 'cause trouble we dump on
Yeah, I'm a hustler, remember that? Mr. Flamboyant 1989 and Dirty, Federal, B-Legit the Savage, D-Shot the Shot Caller My little Suga T Sprinkle Me on the money motivated mission
Tryin' to have it in a major way I was on the late night grind Strapped with and Desert Eagles Me and my come deeper than them skinny
Crept on us not too ago Sold our Lexuses and went back to the Supreme Buster demand they and forked toes
Starwise, the helicopter knockoffs My down south thugs 'em elbows, turnin' heads the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
They nose, fakin' domes Breakin' and shakin' the up, disturbin' homes Ridin' on rims, Reyimmms, slidin' through signs Just like them action
Watch me no to pay off my speeding tickets and fines myself up to the Elroy's Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin'
It's some, that you can ride to Some, for you to to Some, you can to Some, that I can to
just some that you can listen to, one mo' gen Make you stop at the liquor sto', and some gin Some to a nigga practice lookin' hard Some for all my folkers on the
It's traditional, ass for the mobb I got more in my rock, than Third Eye Blind Forty-Wata-Wata main tell me you gonna resign too early for this, dude you in your prime
I said, no not me, I stop I'ma do it for my Sober see, can't be I been pervin' all day since six I a bootch like a bad tooth
With the cheapest econo lodge a like me can her off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth Stranded to death
handed can it Stubborn hella hard to reason It's game orienfested, let me it I know they say that I been up too much game
But teach ya how to blossom with my new invention You might pay attention I used to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners but I wasn't a I worked at D's (What did you make?) Employee of the
Livin' my means that's a bald-faced lie raid, I got an alibi Shot my video for 20 bucks
Some cheap , Marriot's America Mean hooked me up down South Made a name for by word of mouth
It's just some, that you can to Some, for you to to Some, you can to Some, I can to
just some that you can listen to, one mo' gen Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase gin Some to a nigga practice lookin' hard for all my folkers on the boulevard
Hah, oh, what dey Oh, what dey about this? Oh, what dey know? Oh, what dey about this? Oh, what dey know?
Hella, the board of weebleizations up in The board of Head Water productions
Collaborated with my, Sam Professor Bosstigili up on this They nose up like Where Sojourn at, whattup boy?
It's just some, you can ride to Some, for you to to Some, you can to Some, I can to
just some that you can listen to, one mo' gen Make you stop at the sto', and purchase some gin Some to make a nigga lookin' hard for all my folkers on the boulevard
With this here, we mobbin' out, we out, Suga T (Ay, gurl?) (D-Shot?)
B-Legit up in (Yo, main) Muggzy, Keveo (You know)
Tap that ass Celly (Whassup? Whassup?) My Big Bone (Big Buddha)
from A-1 They doin' it like that down ass The Hoggs up in this (All day smashin')
There go Max and that LeVitti the R&B singer on ass Gonna they with that Mobb They head that
My little young cousin' Mac Mall up in From the V-Town I you thought all the time Up in they, ass can B (Sic-wid-it nigga)
Cousin C-Bo, that and Shug singin' "I hope I don't go back to slangin' llello" on ass Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac That K-1, Gino, Smitty, The Mobb up in this ass
They up like this V-Town nigga Millersville I thought you (Uh, huh) Yeah, my Down-n-Dirty Kamikaze and the Unit I thought, they