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Chingy

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mobb Wit Me Lyrics - Chingy

That's right 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

I'ma slide in and slide out her 

Big work is what I hide in my house 

For the hate ammunition make 'em hide out 

Leave ya head like a highway wide out 

 

Flat out once, the cat out, gats out 

Bring forearms and bats out, chainsaws to ax out 

The blackout, it's too white but need a black house 

Got a rat spouse who act out over cracked out 

 

Gotta access with the back out on a back route 

To send shots at that house, rats snitch so I trap mouse 

Need a hit big boss man, Chingy who they ask 'bout 

 

Up and on ya can is blast out, smashed out 

Eyes red once the hash out, every check gotta 

Get cashed out, trips for my people 

On the first in, bustin' in, I'm the last out 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

The usual suspect but never seen 

Like my paper forever green wit a together team 

Whatever seems leads to better cream 

Better bring them Beretta things 

 

Like it rain in the dark, I wet a team 

My level's mean instead of lean 

Or here the face of this earth 'bout to let a stream 

 

Last night I seen Jesus face the earth and shed a tear 

Will I make it or be dead this year? 

Nah, I be glossin' on them shiny feet like a pedicure 

Posted up in a tactic like metal gear 

 

The rose petal's here 

You from the concrete cracks never met a fear 

Just a metaphor to better your head'll blur 

Instead of blur, let it clear how stress is and let it cure 

 

Haters hate it hear slap you like hunters at a D 

This present year not for you peasants here 

My message here is a must 

Now that I address you queer 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

Once I weighed the beats, behave the streets 

Pave the week with heat 7 days a week 

Plays in sheet, grenade ya peeps, invade ya cheats 

Bitches wanna blood bath, so I bathe the freaks 

 

Save ya grief, yo make up I made ya meat 

You made the beef, I ate the beef, knock out ya fronts 

Ta where they have to tape ya teeth, replace ya teeth 

You too soft, ain't no way that you can face the street 

 

I lace the beat, track runner feds can't trace my feet 

Or replace my bars in a place wit bars 

Speedy racer won'tcha race these cars 

Make me large, take charge and say we stars 

 

Don't play, we are make me war, go crazy 

And blow up some shit, rep yo hood 'cuz you goin' see me 

Throw up some shit, pull it out and slug up some shit 

Tore up and spit clips to them peoples come in and show up wit shit 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

Who wanna mobb wit me? I do dirty 

You wanna Mob wit me? Yes, I do dirty 

It's all you what you see, I know what 

Ain't no playin' in these streets 

 

Uh huh, that's just to let you know 

When you mobb wit me, don't ask no [unverified] 

If you goin' roll then roll, if you not goin' roll 

Then I'm goin' roll right over 

 

Mobb wit me who? The West side goin' mobb wit me 

The North side goin' mobb wit me, the East side goin' mobb wit me 

Down South goin' mobb wit me, nationwide, worldwide 

Mobb wit ya boy Chingy, ain't no playin' in the streets 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group