I'm tryin' to hear some
of that mob
Make it sound like a gorilla tryin' to get
up out the trunk
(Yeah, well let's get this shit
crackin then)
Super duper super duper, trunk
rattlin
(That's what I'm talkin'
'bout)
Old school, in the basement
(Some shit for the fuckin'
trunk nigga)
Magazine Street,
Hillside type
(This is what we do, all day
like this nigga!)
Mobb shit now!
(Get this shit crackin' den nigga!)
It's a drought on
(Fuck now!)
Beotch!
What you holla? What you
say? What dey know?
What dey know about this,
so what dey know?
What dey know about this,
so what dey know?
Beotch! Now
Strictly mobb, strictly
mobb
I might be rich and I rap, but shit
A hundred dollars worth of food
stamps for $45 dollars
Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to bite on that
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup,
I likes to drink out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald
Duck ? secure my novel
When, I was fifteen years old
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me,
boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By
Nature 'cause I'm Naughty Naughty
La- Di- Da- Di, we likes to pull triggers
We do 'cause trouble 'cause
we dump on niggas
Yeah, I'm Just a Hustler,
remember that? Mr Flamboyant 1989
Down and Dirty, Federal, B- Legit the Savage,
D- Shot the Shot Caller
My little sista Suga T Sprinkle Me
on the money motivated mission
Tryin' to have it In a Major Way after
I was on the late night grind
Strapped with nines and Desert Eagles,
me and my weeples
Come deeper than them skinny bitches,
crept on us not too long ago
Sold our Lexuses and went back
to the Cutlass Supreme
Buster demand they
Zima's and forked toes
Starwise, with the helicopter
knockoffs
My down South thugs call 'em el bows,
turnin' heads
With the personalized license plates
with the tremendous bump
Fuckin' they nose,
fakin them domes
Breakin' and shakin the neighborhood up,
disturbin' homes
Ridin' on rims *tires peeling
out*
Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just
like them action films
Watch me no cost to pay off
my speeding tickets and fines
Giving myself up to the Elroy's
Doing time on the weekends,
all up in the county writin' rhymes
It's just some shit,
some shit that you can ride to
Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to
Some shit, some shit that
you can fuck to
Some shit, some shit I can relate to
It's just some
It's just some shit that you can listen to,
one mo' gen
Make you stop at the liquor
sto', and purchase some gin
Some shit to make a nigga Practice
lookin' Hard
Some shit for all my folkers on
the Boulevard
It's traditional,
heavy ass shit for the mobb
I got more bass in my rock,
than Third Eye Blind
Forty- Wata- Wata main don't
tell me you gonna resign
It's too early for this,
dude you in your prime!
I said- no not me, I won't stop
I'ma do it for my nigga Tupac
Sober see, that can't be
I been pervin all day since six o'clock
I pull a bootch like a bad tooth
With the cheapest
EconoLodge a nigga like me can find
Drop her ass off out in the middle
of nowhere next to a phone booth
Stranded freezin' to
death empty handed can it
Stubborn hella hard to reason with
It's game orienfested, let
me explain it
I know they say that I been,
givin up too much game
But I'ma teach ya how to blossom
with my new invention
You might wanna pay attention
I used to sell Kirby vacuum cleaners
but I wasn't a punk
I worked at Mickey D's (what did you
make) Employee of the Month
Livin' above my means- motherfucker
that's a bald- faced lie
Po- po's raid, I got an alibi
Shot my first video for $20 bucks,
motherfucker
Some cheap shit,
Marriot's Great America
Mean Green hooked me up down South
Made a name for myself by
word of mouth
The board of weebleizations up
in this motherfucker
The board of weebleizations
Head Above Water productions
Collaborated with my motherfuckin' nigga,
Sam Bosstigili
Professor Bosstigili up on this bitch ass
motherfuckin' track
Fuckin' they nose up like this
Where that nigga Sojourn at,
what up boy?
Beotch! With this here,
we mobbin out
We mobbin out,
Sug a T (ay what's up gurl?)
D- Shot (D- Shot ?)
B- Legit up in this motherfucker
(Yo E- Feezee main!)
Young Muggzy, Ke
veo (you, know!)
Tap that ass Celly Cel
(what's up, what's up nigga!)
My nigga Big Bone Tyrone
(Big Buddha!)
D- Day from A- 1
They doin' it like that down
they bitch as s
The Resevoir Hoggs up in
this motherfucker!
(All day smashin'')
There go Max and that nigga Parlay
LeVitti the R&B singer on they bitch ass
Gonna fuck they nose with
that mobb shit
Fuckin' they head like that
My little young cousin Mac
Mall up in this bitch
From the V- Town nigga I thought
you thought all the time
Up in they, bitch ass tall can B
(Sic- Wid- It nigga!)
Cousin C- Bo
That nigga Otis and Shug singin'
I hope I don't go back to slang
in' llello on they bitch ass
Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac Shon
That nigga K- 1, Gino
Smitty, The Funk Mobb up in this
bitch ass motherfucker
Fuckin' they heads up like this
V- Town nigga Millersville I thought
you thought
(Uh- huh)
Yeah my cousins nigga Down-
n- Dirty
Kamikaze and the Mobb Unit bitch
I thought they thought!
