M.O.B

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La obrale Jallah Keyz!
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[Verse 1: DB Tha General]
I came up, just a little nigga really mobbin
Me and my cousin thuggin, yeah really rockin
You're not a rudeboy shotter, nigga that's power
I goons that'll move, nigga that's power
How you gon act like you been flippin, nigga that's snitchin
I kill any pussy nigga thought that I should mention
Ayyyyyy, real Gs never talk
You movin keys, you movin ps, you supposed to never talk
I let that banger talk, gave him a lesson
Smith and Wesson, gave him a blessin
Thought he was testin
I'm tired of stressin
Blew his fuckin face off, now you get the message
No funeral or no flowers for that fuckin coward
I see it in yo еyes, I'm knowin you gon turn sour
No funeral and no flowers for that fuckin coward
I see it in yo еyes, I'm knowin you gon turn sour!

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[Verse 2: Kurt Diggler]
Look, look
M-O-B, we in this bitch
Kurt Diggler do hella shit
Take a bitch and break a bitch, you can say I raped the bitch
But I didn't even touch the bitch
Got lil niggas that be bustin shit
On GB, don't need the chips
Mob call, it's over with
Now 6 foots gotta pick you up
Cold shit as yo nina touch
My kickback in a walled off, in New York gettin pussy off
Makin stacks like a big dog
I'm a cat to this shit, so I make it call
Told those nigga my daughter one
Fuck that, I'm covered dog
Any city I got this
Money chain I'm rockin
Same niggas in the block bitch, 8-9, can't stop it
M-O-B though, real Kess, Bug, Cal, my block is a mess
I got a small circle, we don't fuck with the rest
Pussy ass nigga, I'll put this 30 in your chest
I got a small circle, we don't fuck with the rest
Pussy ass nigga, I'll put this 30 in your chest

[Verse 3: DB Tha General]
M-O-B, that's money over bullshit
You pop a shot, pussy nigga get the whole clip
Banana clip, watch me go bananas bitch
You see I'm clutchin, hold on heat, yeah I'm on my hammer quick
I see you talkin, see you lookin, you get stabbed quick
Nigga I lamp shit, lights out, days over
I see them holes in that mufuckin Range Rover
I flipped it over, put it on its backside
If you can't see, don't trip, just know a nigga strapped, right?
I hear you talkin, but I'm knowin you ain't strapped, right?
They said it was an accident, that's shit wasn't no accident
Hit 10 niggas, now you know that wasn't no accident
Them lil niggas smackin shit, don't make me get to wackin shit
Cause when I get a nigga, you know it ain't no accident
Them lil niggas smackin shit, don't make me get to wackin shit
Cause when I get a nigga, you know it ain't no accident

{Outro]
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