M. O. B. Lyrics - Singles - Fatal

Verse one 

I'm livin' in hell, where all these niggaz 

Got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these bitch niggaz 

Servin' well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earth 

Body tated, hair matted, sellin' key's if you fuck wit these 

Law breakin' niggaz scream, fuck the police 

We gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shit 

What the fuck you figure? 

Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates 

Findin' niggaz dead, bring'em home and I can't wait 

If niggaz is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em 

All that job-ownin' shit, fuck you,i ain't wit'em 

'cause, when I say jump, niggaz say 

How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin' eye 

Now let's get busy nigga 

Chorus 

Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? 

How many niggaz, in the house feel live tonight? 

We get money over bitches, 'cause we ain't scared to die 

Live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x) 

Verse two [fatal] 

Keep it comin', these niggaz get done in 

On any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga 

Puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man 

Like he blast it off, beyond that, ? 

Criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap 

Endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this fuckin'(fuck y'all)shit 

So I'm a be buckin' shit, ya don't know who you fuckin' wit 

Yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly 

Slap shots like a goalie, the forty glock like steel totin' 

Up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop 

Chorus (2x) 

Verse three 

Some niggaz, kinda of coke 

Scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you 

Plexey glass, so I send my pretty bitch 

Swingin' tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she 

Blastin' fast, alot of niggaz know my rep, 

But it don't mean shit, til you witness to yourself 

How live it get, and I never let no rhymin' ass bitch 

Share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility 

You get the fuckin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes 

It's only hollow points I spit out my nine 

Drillin' niggaz on the block, when I'm passin' through 

I bust six, in the air nigga, just for you 

And if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen 

I'd be the last nigga rappin', I'll keep my fuckin' guns clappin' 

Whatever though, fake ass niggas will never know 

Smellin' they own shit, when I rip the berrta slow 

The nine milly, the fake thuggs niggaz thats gettin' silly 

Blowin'em and showin'em, 'cause my dogs don't know'em 

I don't give a fuck, how small big and tall 

Come get me, and I talk on how square y'all are 

Attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid 

And the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss 

I don't know what these niggaz, be thinkin' when they see me 

Niggaz call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie 

I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks 

Yall niggaz is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax 

Thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we 

We lost niggaz, fo life, out here they can't drown me 

I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up 

To tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck 

Chorus (2x) 

Muthafuckin' m.o.b you ain't seen shit yet, what