They got me locked in Spofford, the lil juvenile criminal. Two kids approach to put blades to my throat. They like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for that.
M, O, double B. I don't know why they wanna trouble me. Is it because they bitch be suckin me. Or just mad cause they shitted wit the family. We be bubbling, up in the Navigator huddlin.
Yea I want you baby, I'm glad you here. I'ma take good care of you, I'm gonna put you right there. I ain't letting' you go this time, nah you gonna stay right here.
Sometimes it feels like the whole world is against me. And is it the Henny that bend me; I be in the zone. Gazing at the walls, suppressed, thinking da phone.
Yeah, we gotta hold down the fort. We gotta hold down the block. We gotta hold down the fort. We gotta hold down the fort, check it. Nineteen-ninety-motherfuckin-three right?.
Uhh, yeah. How we hit it?. Check it out. . Shorty don't front, you better act like you're widdit. Frontin like you never did it, bitch admit it. Matter fact, shut the fuck up and turn around.
Yeahhayyy, yeahhh. Yeah, uh-huh. Yah.. Yeahhayyy, yeahhayyy!. Yeah. fo' sho'. Yeahh! Yah.. Mmmm-mmm-mmm, mmmm-mmm-mmm. Uhh, yah.. M-O-B-B baby. Wooooooooo!.
from Orlando to Queensboro. the Infamous Mobb. get on your job kid. word up. check it out son. . Superman emblem. met with the Mobb in Metropolis. we call assembely, at round table mappin' out the.
(Get me). Uh huh. (They pretty). Uh huh. (Wit me). Uh huh. (It's crispy). Yeah. Whoo! Uh huh, uh huh, yo. . Related. . 18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs.
(Havoc). Yo. this is flavor for the non believes. Sit back, take a seat, and don't forget to pass the weed. And by the way, this is all the way live. And the way that I survive is pumpin nickels and dimes.
Intro:. . Yeah.... Time to let these niggaz know Son. Niggaz don't even wanna motherfuckin understand. KnowhatI'msayin? Time to hit em with the third degree.
Yeah, yeah, come on man. (Dump dump dump). You know this shit is ours man this is our field man. (Dump dump dump). Y'all niggaz need to just leave this shit to us.
Who want it? Who got the stomach for this horror?. Guts spill, have you praying to the Holy Father. Dear Lord, I didn't mean to be an imbecile. Thought it was a game, now you know it's really real.
Yeah, let it go, yo, that's right. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah, check it out, tell 'em, dunn. . Y'all niggaz can't fuck wit the niggaz I fuck wit.
Bitch ass nigga, yo it's time to pull the trigga. I might be small, but fuck with bein' bigga. Niggaz wanna throw with that bullshit but step aside. Pull out the four-five, and kill him motherfuckin' dead.
(feat. Vita, Big Noyd). . (Havoc:). It be a buck-fifty. Your chance of runnin'. Is infinte. Slugs that leave niggas drugged. Like a chick slip the Mickey.
The midnight murder, two cop bodies on my heat. Walk the street with a motherfuckin straight face. Little shorty flip the script, huh. on any punk ass nigga or bitch.
Woooh, yeah, you can get with this, or you can get with that. I don't got to tell you hoe, you know I got that crack. Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back.
Eiht:. . We sending this one out right here. To all the young thug and young hustlers out there. You know I'm sayin', grown up with their moms strugglin'.
Ha yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. One time. yo. Never liked son from day one bring you tool. That nigga stick you and play dumb hate a bitch ass. Who care where you came from you ain't prepared.