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M.O.B.

Outlawz
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M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches Now get low, we bust on sight God bless my crazy life La vida loca, homie, livin' that thug life Been raised in violence, homicide's my lullaby Hang with the homies and learned to kick it until we die Boss players, you wonder why I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride Pictures of niggas in penitentiary suits I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops As for these females, I got no time, I gotta get mine You cannot blind me, addicted to a life of crime My time as a shorty was full of car chases While runnin' with John Gottis and Scarfaces Niggas knew I'd be the Don of my own crew A million niggas with automatics'll swarm through You wonder who shot me, here's a clue, stay alert 'Cause we comin' for you and keepin' money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches I blow you up on the spot, this Glock's hot 'til you drop All you wannabe cops, you don't wanna see shots I beef deep with the police, peep what these streets do to me Actin' all new to me, I creep on you like puberty You don't wanna see the bad image of the scrimmage From here to East Greenwich, through every state with a sentence I'm waitin' to coupe the templates to soup ya On tunes we oughta cruise right by the state troopers When I'm drinkin' the sour, start thinkin' 'bout Al Bacardi coverin' my body at the rink and a smile Bag a hottie or two, this Bud and shotty's for you I got more bodies than Drew, I drink my naughty on you Fuck your crew, this type of shit I do for a petty hobby Fuck the whole world, it's Fatal dog against everybody M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches My shit's phenomenal, droppin' like dominoes Come and get the real, yo, and fuck what you feel, yo This is not for all the freaks in short skirts This is for my niggas nationwide doin' work Get your feelings hurt, lose all faith and all composure Money and the doja, bitches is a cobra with deadly venom Move as smooth as I get in 'em, stackin' G's My niggas crosstown got keys, hoes get diseased and fleas For these enemies, money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches I'm hittin' sixteen switches, my money over bitches The struggle continues, I'll miss you on my road to riches I'm contrived to strive, never lagging Disappear in the night with my '64 draggin' Rag flaggin' as I get 'em up and leave 'em stuck Pager blowin' up but I don't give a fuck I'm fully stocked on the block, pockets full of rocks, bailin' Loc'ers and smokers engaged 24/7 So what can you do for me and what can I do for you But stay true and do the things that we do? Blinded, evil-minded, no option for my offspring Reminder, can't find the complications, what the future bring? Losin' my mind, why you sweat me all the time? I'm caught in a bind, quality time on my grind Rather be lonely, honey, and dodge you like snitches I'm 'bout my riches, money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches Now from the time a nigga close his eyes, I'm hopin' I won't be awoken, payin' my own death token Chokin' off a Glock, smokin' Money and power, watch these bitches 'cause they're scandalous Gettin' niggas' fuckin' stuff from Q-Buck to Los Angeles Ain't a nigga rougher than this grimy 'Nati' guzzler Cowards better double up when my caliber start rubbin' ya Me and my troops play props and groups Runnin' the spots, deuce-deuce in my socks Keepin' a watch out for cops, gettin' hit I keep my mind on my riches, my uncontrollable schemes Keep me choosin' my money over all these bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches M.O.B., nigga, 'cause we mob on you tricks And you know we keep it money over bitches That's right, nigga Money over motherfuckin' bitches Mob on 'em, nigga Keep your motherfuckin' mind on your money Fuck these hoes, we don't need no motherfuckin' bitches We need some motherfuckin' money Get your mind right, and keep your game tight Play right and play by the rules and you'll get paid Fuck the fools We up out this bitch We gone Biatch!