M.O.B. by Kokane (Ft. C-Bo)
M.O.B. by Kokane (Ft. C-Bo)

M.O.B.

Kokane & C-Bo * Track #10 On They Call Me Mr. Kane

M.O.B. Lyrics

[Intro:]
Money over bitches

[Verse 1: C-Bo]
I was raised in the ghetto run and loot with the thugs
A Young nigga, hold trigger, full of liqour and bud
Peer pressure was pressing me to get above
And when ever under pressure i do pressure to dumb slugs
Momma warned me, to stay up out the drug world
I guess the lord will blame me for stuck up in this thug world
Living in danger, with these haters that wanna re-arange ya'
Young thug in this world as a stranger
Keep my back against the wall like my homeboy Pac
And if ? fuck the world untill my casket drops
Got these piggies on my back straight holding me down
Never see me jumping out my drop benz running through town
So many niggas struck out, [but?] in the hands of the [white?]
Some thugs will never throw their hands up or go out with out a fight
Nightmares of being caught that make me sweat at night
Been addicted to fast living since giving the thug life

[Hook]
Just to let you know
Just to let you know
Just to let you know
We take money over bitches

[Verse 2: Kokane]
Now i've been shitting on you niggas with big turds
My name is not the [goop?]
Bird, bird, bird is the word
My game is cold like Alaska
Fuck around with a nigga like me i'll blast ya'
Niggas blame it on natural disasters
But its Kokane and C-bo
If your bitch ass didn't know
Fuck the justice system trying to take a niggas for his riches
Make a real O.G from my hood snitches like bitches
But the homie don't think I don't know
But how can a nigga get out of jail last week caught with 40 elbows
Ain't this shit a bitch
One of my killa partners just became a dry snitch
I'll bust from the gut bitch
I'll put some shit on your mind
That'll have you shaking about that moves on your head bout' 1-time
But this isn't dedicated to no police
Fuck living inbetween heaven and hell
Listen well, oh lord forgive me, oh lord forgive me
I remember sold a boulder to this nigga named jimmy
Didn't know he was all about saving folks
He was a part time preacher for smoking dope
I told the reverend chill to get of that white voodoo
Especially when you got your license plate that reads jesus loves you
Wouldn't pay me no mind
Thats why his ass is locked up in the county doing time
Move on with a nigga, i know this nigga named sisco
I [lineded?] him a couple of chicks and some elbows
Talk about your sweet sound charity
Beacause the nigga came up quick and forgot all about me
Read all about a janky ass nigga is the dirtiest
I'ma clown his nigga like the motherfucking circus
I'll take monkey ass niggas for 2000 Alex Trebek
That [soldier?] nigga wanted to get on his own product
Don't sweat it just flip it homie but give back
But greedy ass niggas want the whole sack
They want the whole sack

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

[C-Bo]
We fast livin' this life
???

[Kokane]
Kokane, Kokane
They call me Kokane, dope man, insane
Choppin up game with my nigga major pain
We floss bitches like ?
Creepin ?
My nigga Eazy put me in the game
Godfather of gangsta rap and that's real, bitch
I check a nigga ?
Turn around and get shot ?
? with a ? dome to the cranium
Ain't no tellin' when I'm aimin, yo
Knock, knock, who is it
???
How this shit ain't fun

[Hook]

[Outro]
All around the world

M.O.B. Q&A

Who produced M.O.B.'s ?

M.O.B. was produced by DJ Battlecat.

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