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I'm tryin to hear some of that MOBB
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Make it sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk
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(Yeah well let's get this shit crackin then)
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Super duper super duper trunk rattlin
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(That's what I'm talkin 'bout)
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Old school in the basement
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(Some shit for the fuckin trunk nigga)
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Magazine Street Hillside type
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(This is what we do all day like this nigga!)
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Mobb shit now!
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(Get this shit crackin den nigga!)
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It's a drought on
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(Fuck now!)
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BEOTCH!
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What you holla? What you say? What dey know?
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What dey know about this, so what dey know?
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What dey know about this, so what dey know?
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BEOTCH! Now...
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Strictly mobb, strictly mobb
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I might be rich and I rap, but sheeeyit
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A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars
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Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to bite on that
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I stay on stuff, fuck a cup, I likes to drink out the bottle
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Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald Duck ? secure my novel
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When, I was fifteen years old
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Straight dope game, I was told
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I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin they body
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Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature cause I'm Naughty
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Naughty
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La-Di-Da-Di, we likes to pull triggers
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We do cows travels and we, dump on niggaz
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Yeah, I'm Just a Hustler, remember that? Mr. Flamboyant 1989
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Down and Dirty, Federal, B-Legit the Savage, D-Shot the Shot Caller
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My little sista Suga T Sprinkle Me on the money motivated mission
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Tryin to have it In a Major Way after I was on the late night grind
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Strapped with nines and Desert Eagles, me and my weeples
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come deeper than them skinny bitches, crept on us not too long ago
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Sold our Lexuses and went back to the Cutlass Supreme
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Buster demand they Zima's and forked toes
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Starwise, with the helicopter knockoffs
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My down South thugs call em elbows, turnin heads
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with the personalized license plates with the tremendous bump
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Fuckin they nose, fakin them domes
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Breakin and shakin the neighborhood up, disturbin homes
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Ridin on rims *tires peeling out*
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Reyimmms, slidin through stopsigns, just like them action films
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Watch me no cost to pay off my speeding tickets and fines
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Giving myself up to the Elroy's
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Doing time on the weekends, all up in the county writin rhymes
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It's just some shit, some shit that you can ride to
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Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to
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Some shit, some shit that you can fuck to
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Some shit, some shit I can relate to
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Chorus:
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It's just some shit, some shit that you can ride to
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Some shit, some shit for you to smoke to
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Some shit, some shit that you can fuck to
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Some shit, some shit I can relate to
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It's just some shit that you can listen to, one mo' gen
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Make you stop at the liquor sto', and purchase some gin
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Some shit to make a nigga Practice Lookin Hard
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Some shit for all my folkers on the Boulevard
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It's traditional, heavy ass shit for the mobb
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I got more bass in my rock, than Third Eye Blind
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Forty-Wata-Wata main don't tell me you gonna resign
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It's too rilly folkers dude you in your prime!
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I said -- no not me, I won't stop
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I'ma do it for my nigga Tupac
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Sober see, that can't be
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I been pervin all day since six o'clock
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I pull a bootch like a bad tooth
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with the cheapest EconoLodge a nigga like me can find
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Drop her ass off out in the middle of nowhere next to a phone booth
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stranded freezin to death... empty handed can it
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Stubborn hella hard to reason with
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It's game orienfested, let me explain it
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I know they say that I been, givin up too much game
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But I'ma teach ya how to blossom with my new invention
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You might wanna pay attention
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I used to sell Kirby vacumn cleaners but I wasn't a punk
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I worked at Mickey D's (what did you make) a Boy of the Month
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Livin above my means -- motherfucker that's a bald-faced lie
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Po-po's raid, I got an alibi
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Shot my first video for $20 bucks, motherfucker
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Some cheap shit, very ass grade America
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Mean Green hooked me up down South
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Made a name for myself by word of mouth
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Chorus
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Hah... oh what dey know?
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Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know?
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Oh what dey know about this, oh what dey know?
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BEOTCH!!
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Hella..
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The board of weebleizations up in this motherfucker
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The board of weebleizations
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Head Above Water productions
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Collaborated with my motherfuckin nigga, Sam Bosstigili
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Professor Bosstigili up on this bitch ass motherfuckin track
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Fuckin they nose up like this
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Where that nigga Sojourn at, whattup boy?
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Chorus
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BEOTCH! With this here, we mobbin out
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We mobbin out, Suga T (ay whassup gurl?)
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D-Shot (D-Shot ???)
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B-Legit up in this motherfucker (Yo E-Feezee main!)
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Young Muggzy, Keveo (YOU, KNOW!)
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Tap that ass Celly Cel (Whassup, whassup nigga!)
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My nigga Big Bone Tyrone (Big Buddha!!)
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D-Day from A-1
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They doin it like that down they bitch ass
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The Resevoir HOGGS up in this motherfucker!
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(All day smashin)
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There go Max and that nigga Parlay
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LeVitti the R&B singer on they bitch ass
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gonna fuck they nose with that mobb shit
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Fuckin they head like that
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My little young cousin Mac Mall up in this bitch
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from the V-Town nigga I thought you thought all the time
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up in they, bitch ass tall can B (Sic-Wid-It nigga!)
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Cousin C-Bo
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That nigga Otis and Shug singin
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"I hope I don't go back to slangin llello" on they bitch ass
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Cousin Lil Bruce, Mac Shon
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That nigga K-1, Gino
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Smitty, The Funk Mobb up in this bitch ass motherfucker
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Fuckin they heads up like this
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V-Town nigga Millersville I thought you thought
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(Uh-huh)
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Yeah my cousins nigga Down n Dirty
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Kamikaze and the Mobb Unit bitch
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I thought THEY THOUGHT!!
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BEOTCH!!
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