We Be Steady Mobbin'' Lyrics - Gucci Mane

Man, fuck these niggas 

I-I'ma spare everything but these niggas 

I flip the gun and gun butt these niggas 

Take the knife off tha AK and gut these niggas 

Yeah, and fuck these bitches 

I swear I care about everything b-but these bitches 

I-I don't care, I, so what? These bitches 

And I put Young Mula baby way above these bitches 

Ha, if it ain't broke, don't break it 

A-and if he ain't shook, I'm gon' shake him 

Hope I don't look weak 'cause when a wolf cry wolf 

You still see that wolf teeth, muthafucka 

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F-futuristic handgun 

If you act foul, you get two shots and one 

I'm at your face like man cum 

You niggas softer then Rosanne's son 

Y-y-you cannot reach me on my Samsung 

I'm busy fucking the world and givin' the universe my damn tongue 

Crazy muthafucka, I am one, b-but the crazy thing is I began one 

A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six nigga 

Big house, long hallways, got ten bathrooms, I can shit all day, nigga 

And we don't want no problems 

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? 

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I fuck around 

And leave a nigga's brains on the street, ooh 

Now pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom 

And pop that pussy, uh, huh and we be steady mobbin' 

Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby 

What the fuck is up? It's Gucci Maine the G 

It's titty, boy, no pity, boy, big scarcity, the city boy 

So Icy, so, no Nike boy, just Gucci Louis Prada 'scuse me 

Gucci Maine keep shittin' on me 

Why that boy keep buyin' jewelry? 

East Atlanta cockin' hammers 

Bandannas on car antennas 

No, we do not talk to strangers 

Just cut off these niggas fingaz 

Gucci's armed and dangerous 

Cocaine, codeine and angel dust 

This AK 47'll hit you everywhere from ankle up 

Clip the size of Nia Long, clips long as a Pringles can 

.45 Desert Eagle on me you'll think I'm an Eagles fan 

Tony Braxton sniper rifle make you never breathe again 

Fuck that nigga, kill that nigga, bring him back, kill him again 

Gucci 

Yeah, th-the money is the motive 

Fuck with the money, it get ugly as coyote 

Okay, I'm reloadin' better pull it if you tote it 

I buy a pound, break it down, and put it in a stogie 

Swagga so bright I don't even need light 

I'm wit a model broad, she don't even eat rice 

Uh, but would you believe that she dykes 

And she asked me for a picture, so I gave her three strikes 

I'm the man around this muthafucka 

I'm so hot you probably catch a tan around this muthafucka 

This rap game, I got my hand around this muthafucka 

Yeah, I said game but I ain't playin' around this muthafucka 

Yeah, I'm the best to ever do it bitch 

And you the best at never doin' shit 

If you the shit, then I'm sewer rich 

T-try me, and I'll have your people readin' eulogies 

I swear you can't fuck wit me 

But I can fuck yo' girl and make her nut for me 

Then slut for me, then kill for me, then steal for me 

And of course it'll be yo' cash 

Then I'll murder that bitch and send her body back to yo' ass 

A-a-and we don't want no problems 

O-okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? 

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f-fuck around 

And leave a nigga brains on the street, ooh 

Now pop that pussy I bring her to my bedroom 

And pop that pussy, uh, huh and we be steady mobbin' 

Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby 

Uh, man, suck my clip, swallow my bullets, and don't you spit 

Uh, I am the hip hop socialist 

Life is a gamble and I'm all about my poker chips 

Do you want a dose of this? I will make the most of this 

F is for ferocious, murder your associates 

The top is so appropriate 

This is just where I belong 

Keep a hard dick for yo' girlfriend to wobble on 

Weezy 

And we don't want no problems 

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? 

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I-I fuck around 

And leave a nigga brains on the street, ooh 

Now pop that pussy, I-I bring her to my bedroom 

And pop that pussy, uh huh, and we be steady mobbin' 

Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby 

A-and we don't want no problems 

Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? 

Yeah, Big Kane on the beat, I f-fuck around 

And leave a nigga brains on the street, ooh 

Now pop that pussy, I bring her to my bedroom 

And pop that pussy, uh huh, and we be steady mobbin' 

Oh, Kimosabe, big ballin' is my hobby